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