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kyle - the after party - owen raps at the party lyrics

[intro]
hey
yo, hey

[verse]
young oh! is the one they know so well
real recognize real, yo’ name ring no bells
i’m finna be on these rap n-ggas coattails, oh well
n-ggas going copper, they makin’ no sales
i ain’t having that
music’s going platinum or platinum
these n-ggas be thinking like mike jones
somebody like me, be thinking like mike jackson
yo, my homie jeff has got me dressin’ like a model
going full throttle, eating chip o’lees, f-ck that, chipot-le
having itches, sending naked yitty pictures for a follow
outrageous, hit the stage
they lose their heads like sleepy hollow
beast coast where it’s at
i mean, y-o to be exact
i know only this much of me is black
but i know the streets so well, i don’t need a map
i’m really real, i don’t need to act
n-gga, i got a job, i don’t need to trap
young oh!’s dope, that’s something i know
so the n-ggas at my show, don’t need to clap

[outro]
yo, wiz, this sh-t is strong, n-gga
i’m f-ckin’ smacked

- kyle

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