Red spiked vodka in the glass bowl

Shots gettin' taken clothes on the floor

The lights real low, music got the soul

Conversations real private, in a public mode

Hands in the air, crowds everywhere

They said"Don't disclose"

Not allowed to share, in their own abode

Dancing in pairs, knockin at the door

New man in here

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull

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After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

Red spiked vodka in the glass bowl

Glass half empty, glass half full

Party's almost over people leaving now

Party's getting dull and they retreating now

Legs walking out, crowds slowing down

They say"smoke that loud" but it's quite how?

In a small town like this, you don't except to get lit

Couple girls in a click, I bet they tryna get hit

Or something

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull

After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

After Hours The Party's Dull (After Hours The Party's Dull)

First time listen have you saying"Damn" like Kendrick dropped

Have you ever been last to leave after the party stopped?

Party got dull, you didn't fly away like the rest and them

You watched the party die for you texted and got to rest in bed