Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Wanna Party

Yeah, go, white girl, ya birthday
Go, girl, it's ya birthday
Yelawolf and Gucci
Go, white girl, ya birthday
(Yeah, I know)
Yelawolf mane, Gucci, at ya, man
(Yeah, I know)

So I got this twelve
(Yeah, I know)
We blow in the air
We drinkin' ice cold
With ya in my ear
Sayin', she just wanna

Trunk Musik got these poppers poppin' off the scale
D boys on the corner quarters like a wishin' well
Ziplock in the like yo momma's box of Zinfandel
Sip it with ya southern bell, bet ya she won't and tell

and black, I'm Mr. Pale
Pack the and drink the ale
Gettin' drunk, I'm drunk as
think I can lean my chair

Got a toothbrush for the dirty mouth muthafuckin'
You don't see me there
Blindside 'em, 'em
Bitch leave you readin' Brail

You can't Lady me, don't bother with the poker face
I from the bottom, you ain't gotta put ya dope away
Got so many hook ups, I could pull the muthafuckin'
Reachin' for the bottles, baby, me what you want again

I just party
I just want, I want
I wanna party
I want

Yeah, we blowin' in the air
We drinkin' ice beer
With ya in my ear sayin'
I just wanna

I just party
I want, I just want
I wanna party
I just

Yeah, we smoke in the air
We drinkin' ice cold
With ya in my ear sayin'
I just wanna

She just wanna get wasted, too wasted, so wasted, scary
canaries in my ear, they pretty
Let's party like it's 1960, I'm the EA Jimmy
Now the hip I'm a hippopotamus, I'm roarin' up that

She's jockin' and it's
I land in metropolis
Don't know who the baby is
But I don't owe no

She just want a
I'm up the Marley
I'm drunk as Paul
I'm by the shawty

I'm Gucci Mane, not pootie
I put it down, don't it up
Advice to you, don't on us
Me and Yelawolf got crazy

We came with 5 of 'em
I leave out 9 of 'em
14 I keep around
I 'em 'til I get tired of 'em

I just party
I want, I just want
I just wanna
I want

Yeah, we smoke in the air
We drinkin' ice cold
ya girl in my ear sayin'
I just wanna

I just party
I just want, I want
I just wanna
I just

Yeah, we smoke in the air
We drinkin' ice cold
With ya girl in my ear
I just wanna

Cocaine on the table, wish the rappa got 'em logs
Twenty dolla bills all up, Wiz Khalifas rollin' pot
Jackie Chan is rollin', rollin', is pourin', pourin'
Slow motion got ho's in motion, I think the perfect time

To put 'em in the mood, to put 'em in the car
Take 'em to the and what
Take 'em to the room, 'em to the mouth
How we do it south, what

I'm going, going
is sewing
Plowing, growing,
Crop things I'm a brewing

Billy, on ya grilly
Cook it up, a mealy
Gettin' stupid, silly
Drinkin' beer, oh so

up
But I'll tell you that I complain
and Gucci Mane
Keepin' yo bitch in a

I just party
I want, I just want
I wanna party
I just

Yeah, we smoke in the air
We ice cold beer
ya girl in my ear sayin'
I wanna party

I wanna party
I want, I just want
I wanna party
I want

Yeah, we smoke in the air
We drinkin' ice cold
ya girl in my ear sayin'
I just wanna

Prima, we wanna party
Ha, ha, ha
Yela, Gucci,
That's