Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Wanna Party (FeatGucci Mane)

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

So I got this pack
(Yeah, I know)
We blow in the air
We drinkin' ice beer
ya girl in my ear
Sayin', she wanna party

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

Pitch and black, I'm Mr.
Pack the and drink the ale
drunk, I'm drunk as hell
Don't I can lean my chair

Got a toothbrush for the dirty muthafuckin' rappers
You don't wanna see me
Blindside 'em, 'em
Bitch I'll leave you readin'

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

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

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

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

Yeah, we blowin' in the air
We drinkin' ice beer
ya girl 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 like it's 1960, I'm the EA Jimmy Hendrix
Now the hip I'm a hippopotamus, I'm roarin' up rhinoceros

She's jockin' and obvious
I land in your
know who the baby father is
But I don't owe no

She just a Harley
I'm rollin' up the
I'm as Paul McCartney
I'm by the shawty

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

We came here 5 of 'em
I out with 9 of 'em
14 I keep around
I want 'em I get tired of 'em

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

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

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

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

Cocaine on the table, wish the rappa got 'em choppin'
Twenty dolla bills all rolled up, Wiz rollin' pot
Chan is rollin', rollin', Yelawolf is pourin', pourin'
Slow motion got ho's in motion, I think it's the time

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

I'm going, going
Ghettovison is
Plowing, growing,
Crop those I'm a brewing

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

up
But I'll tell you that I can't
and Gucci Mane
Keepin' yo bitch in a

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

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

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

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

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