Aftertime Lyrics

(Hey Cris, fuck you)
{?} (Whoop-woop-woop)
Brains right there, brains right there, b-b-b-brains right there
Real hustler, ain't no time for no cuddlin' (Swea')
Only time for action, action (Whoop-woop-woop-woop)
This a million-dollar faction (yeah, faction)
Make your bitch bend backwards (Bend back)
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Listen to your master, your master, uh (Whoo, whoo)

Chains right there, God Hand here, brains right there (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sticks right there, glicks right here, hundred round clips right there (Yeah, yeah, grrrt)
Flipped around here, (YUH), Big SSET, don't get your ass dipped around here (Buh)
And my red bitch hair, blue lace {?} get your man cripped round here

Drop some, pillow talk
Don't want you if you ain't mine, if you ain't mine
Drop some, pillow talk
Don't want you if you ain't mine, if you ain't mine (ay, let's get it)