Luyện nghe bài hát After Dark

Haha,
Yeah, ayy
(After dark)

In a so low, no one's gotta know
Knocking at your door, I don't gotta work
You can put your phone out here girl, you need two
You can't get enough, girl, you I set it up for after dark

Late night, left eye
I'm creepin',
the worst 'cause I haven't heard from you all weekend
Your is driving me up the wall, up the wall
I tell if you're ducking calls or missing calls 'cause

You've so patient
I drink on the job and on the job
So I don't how serious you take it
Can't much more, you've heard it before
That narrative for me isn't
I make you a priority
I let you know there's more to me
I wanna your faith restored in me
be on my way (after dark)

In a whip so low, no one's gotta (no one's gotta know)
at your door,
I gotta work anymore (I don't gotta work no more)
You can put phone out here girl, you need two hands (ooh, yeah)
You can't get enough, girl, you know I set it up for after

night, me and you, got you wet like the pool
Then I'm tryna dive in, put some time in,
Get the right,
get your right, it's gon' be a long night (ooh yeah)
Put your feet in this water, wanna get your hair wet
We've hooked up a couple times, we ain't it there yet
You broke up your man and ain't been with nobody else
You like, "Fuck these niggas," keep it to yourself
He did you wrong, he you down bad
Now you can't trust
You said, "Do anything, but don't lie to me"
I said I for you, girl, you said you ride for me
Umm, pulled up to the shorty, after
And it's time to duck it, we can go

In a so low, no one's gotta know (no one's gotta know)
Knocking at door,
I don't gotta work anymore (I don't work no more)
You can put your phone out girl, you need two hands (ooh, yeah)
You get enough, girl, you know I set it up for after dark

93.7, WBLK It's after 9 on the Storm
Taking you right with Hall & Oates
Moving you the storm in
what is now 19 minutes after 10
you for your phone calls as we get
you to your requests and dedications
Phone are open for you to
send a love, your love note
644-9393, me

up, we will head through your
storm Troop, Fantasia, Chaka Khan
My Funny Valentine, Jill
you whatever and more,
the music of Mr Luther Van Dross
As we kick off your first hour of your
selective, most seductive, most relaxing four hours of the
It's Al and you are safe, soft, and warm
In the loving of my storm on BLK