This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
Had a party in Cali
She in the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
She in the afterparty
Had a party in New York
Afterparty, afterparty
Afterparty, af-af-afterparty
She at the afterparty (af-af-af-afterparty)
Had a party in Cali
At the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
At the afterparty
She at the afterparty
She don't know how to party
She did this act to party
We in the back to party
We tryna get back to party
At the afterparty
We can shoot up with MACs and .40s
Heard you talkin' shit beg your pardon
Heard you talkin' shit beg your pardon
With this 45 I bet it bang your noggin (woo, woo)
Had to made some party
With the masses like Jason parties
In the back from the face of shawty
We in the afterparty
And she don't know how to party
She gon' just act to party
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
Had a party in Cali
She in the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
She in the afterparty
Had a party in New York
Afterparty, afterparty
Afterparty, af-af-afterparty
She at the afterparty (af-af-af-afterparty)
Had a party in Cali
At the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
At the afterparty
We in the party intoxicated
She bent over all kinda wasted
Big diamonds all kind of faces
Shine and bright around the places
Let this lean put me in the Matrix
She like how she feelin', she like how it taste
She make it feel good when I'm wasted
I don't know nothin' but automatics
Niggas run up on you let you have it
Chopper hit 'em brrt, static
My young boys yeah they savage
How you say you the big homie
And you made me cop weed from me
Five dollars, what you need from me?
Gave it to you 'cause you need it, homie
Now I'm chillin' at the afterparty
And I'm here, now you have to party
Now you dead, nigga now you sorry
You can stay here but just keep it quiet
'Cause my niggas they come alive
I ain't been to the Shake Shack
But I spin your block with like five guys
Don't believe me, nigga let you try
Don't believe me, nigga let you ride
See my posts's up on Instagram
See a kid, you a family man
Sixteen shots like a family jam
I hope y'all niggas really get it, man
Damn, they ain't even understand
Yeah, nigga, at the afterparty
And I'm here and now you have to party
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
Had a party in Cali
She in the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
She in the afterparty
Had a party in New York
Afterparty, afterparty
Afterparty, af-af-afterparty
She at the afterparty (af-af-af-afterparty)
Had a party in Cali
At the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
At the afterparty
We in the afterparty
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
Had a party in Cali
She in the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
She in the afterparty
Had a party in New York
Afterparty, afterparty
Afterparty, af-af-afterparty
She at the afterparty (af-af-af-afterparty)
Had a party in Cali
At the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
At the afterparty
She at the afterparty
She don't know how to party
She did this act to party
We in the back to party
We tryna get back to party
At the afterparty
We can shoot up with MACs and .40s
Heard you talkin' shit beg your pardon
Heard you talkin' shit beg your pardon
With this 45 I bet it bang your noggin (woo, woo)
Had to made some party
With the masses like Jason parties
In the back from the face of shawty
We in the afterparty
And she don't know how to party
She gon' just act to party
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
Had a party in Cali
She in the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
She in the afterparty
Had a party in New York
Afterparty, afterparty
Afterparty, af-af-afterparty
She at the afterparty (af-af-af-afterparty)
Had a party in Cali
At the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
At the afterparty
We in the party intoxicated
She bent over all kinda wasted
Big diamonds all kind of faces
Shine and bright around the places
Let this lean put me in the Matrix
She like how she feelin', she like how it taste
She make it feel good when I'm wasted
I don't know nothin' but automatics
Niggas run up on you let you have it
Chopper hit 'em brrt, static
My young boys yeah they savage
How you say you the big homie
And you made me cop weed from me
Five dollars, what you need from me?
Gave it to you 'cause you need it, homie
Now I'm chillin' at the afterparty
And I'm here, now you have to party
Now you dead, nigga now you sorry
You can stay here but just keep it quiet
'Cause my niggas they come alive
I ain't been to the Shake Shack
But I spin your block with like five guys
Don't believe me, nigga let you try
Don't believe me, nigga let you ride
See my posts's up on Instagram
See a kid, you a family man
Sixteen shots like a family jam
I hope y'all niggas really get it, man
Damn, they ain't even understand
Yeah, nigga, at the afterparty
And I'm here and now you have to party
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
She in the afterparty
We in the afterparty
Had a party in Cali
She in the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
She in the afterparty
Had a party in New York
Afterparty, afterparty
Afterparty, af-af-afterparty
She at the afterparty (af-af-af-afterparty)
Had a party in Cali
At the afterparty
Had a party in Atlanta
At the afterparty
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
After Party Lyrics as written by Sidney Royel Iii Selby Jahceim White
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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