8/6/2004 11:02:32 AM|||D. Sterling Brayboy|||[Each week, we will bring you some of the "wonderful, life-giving" lyrics from the world of hip-hop. There is nothing wrong with hip hop in itself, however much of the culture has taken a sad downturn over the years. Of course, there is a such thing as "freedom of speech", however, as someone once said "...with freedom comes great responsibility." Many of our kids hear this stuff everyday. I call things like this "Fried Chicken" because although it may taste good, in the long run, if you eat too much of it, it will kill you. ]




Artist : Young Rome f/ Marques Houston
Title : After Party
Album : Food For Thought
Genre : Hip Hop

Mami it look right
So lets twork on the dance floor all night
Damn your blouse is tight (make it bounce)
Girl are those ?? or breast-esses ?
Cause I?m a freak I got multiple fetishes
You know Hands down on the dance floor ass up
Its a after party Ni**ers put your cash up (oh)


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