I Just Wanna Party

[Intro: Yelawolf and Gucci Mane] Yeah (burr) Go white girl, it's ya birthday Go white girl, it's ya birthday Yelawolf Mane, and Gucci Go white girl, it's ya birthday Yelawolf Mane, and Gucci Holler at Jermaine So I got this twelve pack (burr) We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear saying, she just wanna party [Verse 1: Yelawolf] 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 ya 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, blindside 'em, bitch I’ll leave you reading braille You can’t Lady Gaga me, the robber with the poker face I come from the bottom, you ain't gotta put ya dope away Got so many hook ups I could pull the muthafuckin train Kitchen full of bottles baby, tell me what you want again [Chorus] I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear sayin' I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear saying I just wanna party [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Get wasted, too wasted, so wasted it's scary Yellow canaries in my ear, they pretty Let's party like its 1960, I’m the E A Jimmy Hendrix Now the hip I'ma hippopotamus, I’m Rollin up that rhinoceros She's jocking and it's obvious, I land in your metropolis Don’t know who the baby’s father is, but I don’t owe no apologies She just want a Harley, I’m rollin up the Marley, I’m drunk as Paul McCartney I’m Gucci Mane not pootie tang, 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 here with 5 of 'em, we gon leave here with 9 of 'em That’s 14, I’m keepin 'em around, I’m goin 'til I get tired of 'em [Chorus] I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear sayin' I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear saying I just wanna party [Verse 3: Yelawolf] Cocaine on the table, Rittz the Rapper got'em choppin lines Twenty doller 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 grill (ey) Cook it up, make a milli Gettin stupid, gettin silly Drinking beer (ey), also chilly Fucked up but I’ll tell you that I can't complain Yelawolf and Gucci Mane keepin yo bitch entertained [Chorus] I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear sayin' I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer Wit ya girl in my ear saying I just wanna party Bama! We just wanna party (Hah Hah Hah) Yellow, Gucci (BURR) That’s hard