I Just Wanna Party

Album: Trunk Muzik: 0 to 60 (2010)
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  • Yeah, burr
    Go white girl, it's ya birthday
    Go white girl, it's ya birthday (wasted)
    Yelawolf Mane, and Gucci (Gucci)
    Go white girl, it's ya birthday (yeah I know)
    Yelawolf Mane, and Gucci (go, go)
    Holler at your mane (yeah, I know)

    So I got this twelve pack (burr) (yeah I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
    With ya girl in my ear sayin' she just wanna party

    Trunk Muzik got these boppers poppin' on the Richter scale
    D-boys on the corner droppin' quarters like a wishing well
    Ziplock in the freezer like yo momma's box of zinfandel
    Sip it with your southern belle, bet ya she won't kiss and tell
    Bit them black, I'm mister pale
    Pack the pack and drink the ale
    Getting drunk, I'm drunk as hell
    Don't think I can leave my chair
    Got a tooth brush for the dirty mouth muthafuckin' rappers
    You don't wanna see me there
    Blindside 'em, rhyme-side 'em, bitch, I'll leave you reading braille
    You can't Lady Gaga me, don't bother with the poker face
    I come from the bottom, you ain't gotta put your dope away
    Got so many hook-ups I could pull the muthafuckin train
    Kitchen full of bottles, baby, tell me what you want again

    I just wanna party
    I just want, I just want
    I just wanna party, I just wanna (she just wanna party) (yeah, I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
    With your girl in my ear sayin' (burr, burr, burr) (yeah, I know)
    I just wanna party (yeah)
    I just wanna party (uh)
    I just want, I just want
    I just wanna party, I just wanna (yeah, I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
    With your girl in my ear sayin' (burr)
    I just wanna party

    She just wanna get wasted, too wasted, so wasted it's scary (wasted)
    Yellow canaries in my ear, they pretty (burr, buur, burr)
    Let's party like its 1960, I'm the E-A Jimmy Hendrix (Gucci, Gucci)
    Not a hippie, I'ma hippopotamus, I'm rollin up that rhinoceros (wow)
    She's jocking it and it's obvious, I land in your metropolis (huh)
    Don't know who the baby father is, but I don't owe no apologies (well, damn)
    She just want a Harley, I'm rollin up the Marley, I'm drunk as Paul McCartney
    I ain't about a shawty
    My name Gucci Mane not Pootie Tang, and I put it down, don't pick it up
    Advice to you, don't pick on us, Me and Yelawolf got crazy guns
    We came in with five of 'em, I leave out with nine of 'em
    That's fourteen I'mma keep around all morning 'til I get tired of 'em (s'Gucci, s'Gucci)

    I just wanna party
    I just want, I just want (ha, ha)
    I just wanna party, I just wanna (yeah, I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
    With your girl in my ear sayin' (burr, burr, burr)
    I just wanna party (yeah, I know) (yeah)
    I just wanna party (uh)
    I just want, I just want
    I just wanna party, I just wanna (yeah, I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
    With your girl in my ear sayin' (burr)
    I just wanna party

    Cocaine on the table, Rittz the Rapper got 'em choppin lines
    Twenty dollar bills all rolled up, Wiz Khalifa's rollin' pot
    Jackie Chain is rollin' rollin', Yelawolf is pourin' pourin'
    Slow motion got hoes in motion, I think it's the perfect time
    To put 'em in the mood, to put 'em in the car
    Take 'em to the house and (what?)
    Take her to the room, take it to the mouth
    How we do it down south (what?)
    I'm always going going
    Ghet-O-Vision is sewing, plowing, growing, growing
    Cropdusting from a Boeing
    Catfish Billy, on ya grilly
    Cook it up, make a mealy
    Gettin' stupid, gettin' silly
    Drinkin' beery, oh, so chilly
    Fucked up but I'll tell you that I can't complain (yeah)
    Yelawolf and Gucci Mane keepin' your bitch entertained

    I just wanna party (yeah)
    I just want, I just want (twenty-four down)
    I just wanna party, I just wanna (burr) (yeah, I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer (ninety-nine beers)
    With your girl in my ear sayin' (ninety-nine beers on the wall)
    I just wanna party (yeah, I know)
    I just wanna party (make all of 'em fall) (damn)
    I just want, I just want (Yeller)
    I just wanna party, I just wanna (Gucci) (yeah, I know)
    We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
    With your girl in my ear sayin' (burr)
    I just wanna party (ha)

    'Bama
    We just wanna party, ha, ha, ha, ha
    Yellow, Gucci, burr (I just wanna party)
    That's hard Writer/s: Kawan Prather, Michael Wayne Atha, Radric Delantic Davis, William Washington
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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