After Hourzzz

Song: After Hourzzz

Artist: B.o.B

Lyrics: Bobby Ray Simmons / Jr

Ooh, after hour (ha, ha, ha, ha)

Ooh, after hour

Ooh, after hour (oh wow, dude)

Ooh, after hour

Clink, clink, woke up with a drink, ayy

Don't blink, lookin' for your boo, hide and seek, ayy

Roll that shit pronto, kush OJ, Bronco

Pass that shit, rondo, not your ho, my ho (oh wow, dude)

Sh-sh-she, she bloom like a flower off that whiskey sour

Um

And she lit in Vegas in the encore tower, um (ah)

She know I can only lick it after showers, um (ah)

Keisha fucked Tommy and Belly and Empowered (?)

No, no, no, my eyes ain't low

That's just the way my eyes go

Fitbit, gon' work out at home

She squat this pole like cardio

Two-two-two wheel Bobby got her jumpin', doing flips

Front flips, back flips, ooh, poor mattress

We just cracked a tablet, feeling xantastic

Ooh, after hour (ha, ha, ha, ha)

Ooh, after hour

Ooh, after hour (oh wow, dude)

Ooh, after hour

The sun went down, your ho showed up

Do it in a circle like donuts

Thought she was sweet, I knew she was a freak

But hey, man, take one to know one

Party in the hills, party on pills

That's why she can't keep still

Niggas be fake, but the hate be real

Somebody tell these broke niggas, "Chill"

Ass on fake, but it feels so real

So fuck it, I'm still gon' drill

Says she on go and she gon' go ha-hard, yes, sir

I bet she will

I'm just tryna get in her bed

She just tryna get in my will

I'm rollin' on two wheels

So, bitch, don't tell me, "Chill"

I don't drip, Bob just spills, she's tryna get a refill

Walls gotta get rebuilt

Lookin' for that nigga, he here

Tell her I hit it all night

And I was being so sincere

Said that she celibate, I know she sell a bit

Act like I never trick, she wants some evidence

She been tryna smash since the elements

(ha, ha, ha, ha)

Ooh, after hour

Ooh, after hour (oh wow, dude)

Ooh, after hour