I Just Wanna Party (feat. Gucci Mane)

Yeah

Go white girl, it's your birthday

Go white girl, it's your birthday

Yelawolf mane, and Gucci

Go white girl, it's your birthday

Yelawolf man, and Gucci

Holla at ya man

Yeah, I know

So I got this twelve pack

Yeah, I know

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, she just wanna party

Truck music got these poppers poppin' on the Richter scale

D boys on the corner droppin' quarters like a wishin' well

Ziplock in the freezer like yo mama's box of Zinfandel

Sip it with ya Southern Bell, bet ya she won't kiss and tell

Beat them black, I'm Mr. Pale

Pack the pack and drink the ale

Gettin' drunk, I'm drunk as hell

Don't think I can lean my chair

Got a tooth brush for the dirty mouth motherfuckin' rappers

You don't wanna see me there

Blindside 'em, rhyme side 'em

Bitch, I'll leave you readin' Braille

You can't Lady Gaga me, don't bother 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 motherfuckin' train

Kitchen full of bottles, baby, tell me what you want again

I just wanna party

I just wanna party

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, I just wanna party

I just wanna party

I just wanna party

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, I just wanna party

She just wanna get wasted, too wasted

So wasted it's scary

Yellow canaries, in my ear, they pretty

Let's party like it's 1960, I'm the EA Jimi Hendrix

I'm hip, I'm the hippopotamus

I'm rollin' up that rhinoceros

She jockin' it, 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 aided by the shawty

My name Gucci Mane, not pootie tang

I put it down, don't pick it up

Advise to you, don't pick on us

My and Yelawolf, got crazy guns

We came in with five of them, I leave out with nine of 'em

That's fourteen, I'm keepin' 'em around

I'm goin' till I get tired of 'em

It's Gucci

I just wanna party

I just wanna party

I just wanna

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, I just wanna party

I just wanna party

I just wanna party

I just wanna

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, I just wanna party

Cocaine on the table, wish the rapper got 'em choppin' logs

Twenty dollar bills all rolled up, Wiz Khalifa's rollin' pot

Jackie Chan is rollin' rollin'

Yelawolf is pourin' pour'

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 'em to the room, take her to the mouth

How we do it down South, what

I'm always going, going

Ghetto vision is sowing

Plowing, growing, growing

Crop dusting from a Boeing

Catfish Billy on the grille, cook it up, make a mealy

Gettin' stupid, gettin' silly

Drinkin' beer, oh, so chilly

Fucked up, but I'll tell you that I can't complain

Yelawolf and Gucci Mane, keepin' yo' bitch entertained

I just wanna party

I just wanna party

I just wanna

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, I just wanna party

I just wanna party

We blowin' smoke in the air, we drinkin' ice cold beer

With ya girl in my ear, saying, I just wanna party