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Haha, haha

Yeah, ayy

In a whip, so low, no one’s gotta know

(After dark)

Knockin’ at your door, I don’t gotta work anymore

You can put your phone down, you’re gonna need two hands

(After dark)

You can’t get enough

Girl, you know I set it up, for after dark

Late night like Left Eye, I’m creepin’

Assuming the worst ‘cause I haven’t heard from you all weekend

Your silence is drivin’ me up the wall, up the wall

I cannot tell if you’re duckin’ calls or missin’ calls, ‘cause

You’ve been so patient

I drink on the job and smoke on the job, so

I don’t know how serious you take it

Can’t offer much more, you’ve heard it before

That narrative for me isn’t changin’

I wanna make you a priority

I wanna let you know there’s more to me

I wanna have your faith restored in me

I’ll be on my way

In a whip, so low, no one’s gotta know

(No one’s gotta know) After dark

Knockin’ at your door, I don’t gotta work anymore

(I don’t gotta work no more) After dark

You can put your phone down, you’re gonna need two hands

(Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah) After dark

You can’t get enough

Girl, you know I set it up, for after dark

Late night, me and you, got you wet like the pool

Then I’m tryna dive in, put some time in, yeah

Get the vibe right, get your mind right

It’s gon’ be a long night (ooh, yeah)

Put your feet in this water, don’t wanna get your hair wet

We’ve hooked up a couple times, we ain’t took it there yet

You broke up with your man and ain’t been with nobody else

You like, “Fuck these niggas”, rather keep it to yourself

He did you wrong, he left you down bad

Now you can’t trust nobody

You said, “Do anything, but just don’t lie to me”

I said I ride for you, girl, you said you ride for me

Umm, pulled up to the shorty, we got Ghosts

And when it’s after dark then we can coast

In a whip so low, no one’s gotta know

(No one’s gotta know) After dark

Knockin’ at your door, I don’t gotta work anymore

(I don’t gotta work no more) After dark

You can put your phone down, you’re gonna need two hands

(Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah) After dark

You can’t get enough

Girl, you know I set it up, for after dark

93.7, WBLK it’s after 9 on the Quiet Storm

Taking you right there with Hall & Oates

Moving you through the storm in what is now

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As we get you closer to your requests and dedications

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Your love note dedications

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In the loving embrace of my storm on BLK