After Party
After Party

Don Toliver - After Party Lyrics

Well, isn't this just a wild ride through the neon-lit streets of hedonism? Don Toliver's lyrical journey takes us to the pulsating heart of an after party, where inhibition is left at the door and naughtiness rules supreme. He paints a vivid picture of… Read more

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After Party Lyrics

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi (Sonny Digital)
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Switchin' lanes and I'm seein' lights, you know I watch the curb
Smokin' weed, you know I'm gettin' high, you know it calm my nerves
Trappin' hard, pumpin' non-stop, the bag I had to earn
You can try, but you might fail again, you know you never learn

Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots and now I'm dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (yeah)

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Uh, poppin' meds (uh) out in the meadows (yeah)
She like a little red (uh), in her stilettos (yeah)
Anytime you live (uh) out in the ghetto (yeah)
You try to duck the feds (uh), they need to let go

Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots, it got me dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (yeah)

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up)

Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party

Writer(s): Caleb Zackery Toliver, Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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What is the Meaning of After Party?

Well, isn't this just a wild ride through the neon-lit streets of hedonism? Don Toliver's lyrical journey takes us to the pulsating heart of an after party, where inhibition is left at the door and naughtiness rules supreme. He paints a vivid picture of high-octane revelry with friends, fueled by copious amounts of Hennessy and Bacardi. But it's not all about carefree debauchery; there's also a hint of the gritty reality that lurks beneath the glittering surface - trappings of success earned hard, the ever-present threat of law enforcement in marginalized communities. It's a heady cocktail that leaves you dizzy, burning up with the intoxicating thrill and underlying tension of life on the edge. So strap in and enjoy the ride - just don't forget to watch your step!

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