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Lou Phelps - After I Lyrics

After i Lyrics[Intro: Lou Phelps]
Ah-ah, yeah
Little fizzy baby, come on
Sound good don't it? Yeah
Sound good don't it? Yeah

[Chorus: Lou Phelps]
Yeah, yeah
After I step outside of my block
Gyal, put her lips pan mi black cock, mm (Ha)
No wonder why they call him top (Top)
Bust shots pon ya head if a nigga wanna talk back
'Nough gyal, by my side (What)
Crazy hype set in when a nigga slide (Yeah)
Can you tell I know how to have a good time? (Yeah)
Can you tell I know how to have a good time?

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Yeah, baby girl know it's snowin' when I'm outside
Everybody know Big Lou and Linky top five
Right arm out the window of the suicide Porsche doors, whippin' out the stick like who wanna five
Ass thicker than my wallet girl, I'm tryna vibe
Flag colored with the Draco, like who wanna die?
KAYTRANADA, grey Prada jump
Streets hottest youngin' product always finna jump ('Kay, 'kay)
Tryna finger IG baddies in the Bentley truck, I'm fucked up
Dirty DC nigga, man, I lucked up
Lost my main nigga, got a bad bitch, then I bossed up
Went up in the cut and grew my hair
My soul I cost up my life wild
Overrated and I'm motivated
I can throw up on a beat, them niggas gon' play it
I can barely understand how I fuckin' made it (Uh)
But when I jump on that KAYTRA, it just gets elated (Hehe)
Bed sheets all covered in her make up
Fuckin' like a porn star, I'll break up just to make up
I don't give a fuck if you Paigey or you cake up
Money in the sky, then it's money she gon' rake up
Cigarello got my eyes chokin'
Hang around the gang too long now she fake loc-in
Now she beefin' with her whole motherfuckin' family
She ain't playin' wit' nobody like she DeJ Loaf-in'

[Verse 2: Lou Phelps]
If that's your shorty (Yeah)
Then why she keep askin' about me?
Nigga, I don't blame her (No)
See a nigga flavour (Uh)
Wanna add spice, I'm the nigga she can savour (She can savour)
You're too sweet, uh, like a Lifesaver (What, what)
I don't think there's nothin' you could do that could save ya (Uh)
Put your tongue on my saber (Ah)
Left a couple stains on her blazer, uh (Okay, okay)
Said she from Portland
This one New Orleans (Uh)
Said her family creole (Oh)
Moi je parle français (Oui)
I remember back then (Yes)
You didn't wanna answer (Uh)
Now I give her cocky, you know nigga djòlè
Used to wake up, uh, prayin' for these Jordans (Ayy)
Now, I get them hoes sent straight to the apartment (Yes)
Nigga nostalgic (Uh)
Got banned spendin' bands on the outfit

[Chorus: Lou Phelps]
Yeah, after I step outside of my block (What)
Gyal, put her lips pan mi black cock, mm (Black cock)
No wonder why they call him top (Call him top)
Bust shots pon ya head if a nigga wanna talk back (Nigga wanna talk back)
'Nough gyal, by my side (Oh)
Crazy hype set in when a nigga slide (Yeah)
Can you tell I know how to have a good time? (Ha-ha)
Can you tell I know how to have a good time?

[Outro: Lou Phelps]
Can you tell?