After party
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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(feat. Method Man)

[Intro: Method Man]
Damn... yo, yo

[Method Man]
Woke up in the morning, like ten A.M
Walked passed the Listerine, went straight for the gin
Osama Bin Laden on my chinny chin chin

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, Meth, the mailman!

[Method Man]
Yo, Ghost, let him in!

[Ghostface Killah]
Will you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen

[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
My keys is missin', my trees is missin'
No more parties, cuz Doc need to listen

[Ghostface Killah]
Cuz something in my closet, go look (he's a pissin')
I cursed this bitch out, we be laid back

[Method Man]
Half a box of cereal gone, my milk's warm
Mad strong, this is John John, pro and con phenomenon
Stretch with a morning yawn, party 'til the break of dawn
Ladies throw your faces on, sing it when the break come on

[Chorus: Method Man (Ghostface Killah)]
Each (meet) son (see)
Boats (suites) dough (beats)
No cat give you these, rap flow triple g's
Meth, Ghost, Killa Beez, you know we ride

[Ghostface Killah]
Wu-Tang, the best rap group of all time
Rush little shotgun, rest around nine
Refrigerator, fish and sweets with no swine
Dirty and Meth guest room with four dimes
And U-G. had a master headache
Him and Genius flew back from, Uganda black, gettin' that cake
Where Divine at? Wine at
Tell a DJ to rewind that, Killa killed it wit a blind back
Dime sack, you know we blew that wit the cognac
Them bowling ball lead head niggaz, we call them pawn yacks

[Method Man]
I say my girl, like to party all the time, Ghost
Spend up my ends, every week, she always crime broke
Thank God it's friday, I just got paid
Feelin' good like I just got laid
The next drink's on me, instead of, oh God, you think O.G
White girls they comin' out, like they Pink on E
So you better get the party started, we get it crunk regardless
We got the 'dro and hypnotic, them kids is puffin' garbage
Is where it's crackin' at, Street is you passin' that?
Mami's is grabbin' ass, Johnny, I'm grabbin' back
You know my habitat, you know my peoples
If you wit me, where you at
There ain't nothin' compared to that, come on!

[Chorus: Method Man (Ghostface Killah)]
Each (meet) son (see)
Boats (suites) dough (beats)
No flows ill as these, him and Ghost, nigga please
Meth, Ghost, Killa Beez, you know we ride

[Hook 2X: Method Man (Ghostface Killah)]
I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cup, but they ain't shit there
(These cheap muthafuckas be grown ass men
Tight muthafuckas finish your shit then they bounce off with them)
Come back again, drunk off your gin
And when they try to get you for they ends, that's no friend
That's no friend, eh, eh

[Outro: Method Man]
Yeah, greedy muthafuckas, always wanna get high
But never wanna buy, first one to come to the party




Last one to leave, man, fuck all that
Aiyo, Mr. Streetlife, tell 'em where we come from man...

Overall Meaning

The song "After Party" by Ghostface Killah featuring Method Man tells the story of a party that took place the night before. The lyrics describe waking up the next morning with a hangover, searching for keys and missing items. The party is described as wild, with drugs and alcohol flowing freely. The chorus, sung by Method Man, lists things that signify the excesses of rap music - boats, suites, and money - and describes the strengths of the Wu-Tang Clan. The song continues with verses by Ghostface Killah and Method Man, both describing details of the party, including the characters and moments that made it unforgettable.


The lyrics of "After Party" reflect the heavy influence of party culture on the rap scene. The focus on drugs, alcohol, and wild behavior is a common theme in rap music, and the lyrics of this song are no exception. The allusions to expensive items, such as boats and suites, highlight the wealth and status that can be achieved through a successful rap career. The use of storytelling in the lyrics creates a vivid picture of the party and its aftermath, drawing the listener in and inviting them to imagine themselves as part of the action.


Line by Line Meaning

Woke up in the morning, like ten A.M
The singer woke up late in the morning


Walked passed the Listerine, went straight for the gin
The singer drank gin instead of using mouthwash


Osama Bin Laden on my chinny chin chin
The singer has a beard resembling Osama Bin Laden's


Yo, Meth, the mailman!
Speaker addresses his friend to open the door for mail delivery


Will you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
The artist asks Ghostface to sign a package for a friend


Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
The singer apologizes for putting the X in the wrong place and provides a pen


Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
The singer wears Gucci brand flip flops while walking aggressively to the kitchen


My keys is missin', my trees is missin'
The artist cannot find his keys or marijuana


Cuz something in my closet, go look (he's a pissin')
The artist believes there is someone urinating in his closet


Half a box of cereal gone, my milk's warm
Half of the artist's cereal is eaten and the milk is warm


Mad strong, this is John John, pro and con phenomenon
The singer's strain of marijuana is called John John, with both positive and negative qualities


Stretch with a morning yawn, party 'til the break of dawn
The artist wakes up and stretches, then parties all day and night


Each (meet) son (see)
Play on words using 'each son' to sound like 'meet me'


Boats (suites) dough (beats)
Play on words using 'boats' and 'dough' to sound like 'suites' and 'beats'


No cat give you these, rap flow triple g's
No one can match their style and they have a triple dose of 'gangsta'


Wu-Tang, the best rap group of all time
The artist believes Wu-Tang is the greatest rap group ever


Rush little shotgun, rest around nine
The artist hurriedly left something and returned around nine o'clock


Refrigerator, fish and sweets with no swine
The singer has a refrigerator with fish and desserts that do not contain pork


Dirty and Meth guest room with four dimes
Dirty and Meth share a room with four attractive women


And U-G. had a master headache
U-God has a bad headache


Him and Genius flew back from, Uganda black, gettin' that cake
U-God and Genius flew back from Uganda, where they made money


Where Divine at? Wine at
The artist asks where Divine is and if there is wine


Tell a DJ to rewind that, Killa killed it wit a blind back
The singer asks the DJ to replay the song and states that Ghostface made an impressive line


Dime sack, you know we blew that wit the cognac
They consumed a bag of small amounts of marijuana with cognac


Them bowling ball lead head niggaz, we call them pawn yacks
They refer to people with big heads as 'pawn yacks'


I say my girl, like to party all the time, Ghost
The singer talks to Ghostface about his girlfriend who always wants to party


Spend up my ends, every week, she always crime broke
The singer's girlfriend spends all his money every week and is always broke


Thank God it's friday, I just got paid
The artist is happy it's Friday and he has been paid


Feelin' good like I just got laid
The artist feels great as if he just had sex


The next drink's on me, instead of, oh God, you think O.G
The singer buys drinks for everyone and jokes that he is not a 'gangsta'


White girls they comin' out, like they Pink on E
White women are arriving at the party and are acting wild


We got the 'dro and hypnotic, them kids is puffin' garbage
They have high-quality marijuana and alcohol while others are smoking bad weed


Is where it's crackin' at, Street is you passin' that?
They are having a good time and ask their friend if he wants to join in


There ain't nothin' compared to that, come on!
This is the best party ever and they encourage everyone to have fun


I got me some Seagram's gin
The singer has bought Seagram's gin


Everybody got they cup, but they ain't shit there
Everyone has a cup but there is no alcohol left


(These cheap muthafuckas be grown ass men
The singer criticizes the men for being cheap


Tight muthafuckas finish your shit then they bounce off with them)
They don't want to contribute to the alcohol but take some when it's running out


Come back again, drunk off your gin
The men will come back drunk again and ask for more gin


And when they try to get you for they ends, that's no friend
The men are not real friends if they ask for money after drinking someone's alcohol


Yeah, greedy muthafuckas, always wanna get high
The artist criticizes greedy people who only want to get high


But never wanna buy, first one to come to the party
Those people never buy drugs but always come to the party


Last one to leave, man, fuck all that
Those people are the last ones to leave and the singer doesn't like it


Aiyo, Mr. Streetlife, tell 'em where we come from man...
The artist asks Streetlife to tell everyone where they are from




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