Luyện nghe bài hát We Just Wanna Party

I just wanna party, hit the until I'm numb
I'm the with the pineapple and malibu rum
Plus the 151 I'mma get you stupid doo doo
Get the nookie when the cookies good up in her lungs
Hella faded I get up in the spot, hit the bar
Everybody want a photo the Nina, I'm a star
And if anybody want it my 'zilla got the gun
But we just wanna kick it and pick up a bitches
Who be looking so delicious, we them all of they wishes
we done (Done)

My all tripped out, off that real good green
The liquor's over, and we just wanna party
(This shit we) party, we wanna party
(This shit we) party, we just wanna
This shit we party, Sunday, Monday,
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, through the

to Sunday she be calling in on Monday
I live in the Boonies, if your is outie, then it's like you're traveling with a one way
We put D on her
We gone, we zoned, in a coma
She don't if I squeeze phone her
And he leads on where the G's home was
Ease on, she won't get to on us
Tea's gone, we bump bitches us
See schlong, she moan I deep dong her
When he's grown, he is to sneeze on ya
Holmes, we Jones'd, put the V on her
She's long, songs get ya free dome
For the weed blown with the tone like I'm Stone bruh
Keep on, be strong, no leash on us, we beast on ya Biancas

My crew's all out, off that real good green
The liquor's taking over, and we wan (Hold up)

Party animal, hammered, couple of handles of
Crown, we the shot 'cause it ain't shit for me to handle
My liquor buzz, and bitch you weren't to to bust it open for the gram of molly,
Got her pupils huge, her are clammin' up
advantage of the situation, now she dancing to my music
When I turn around she her bra and panties off
Tan lines looking like she just got from Panama
City sparks flying like I lit a candle up
Damn it just, can't think of name, what is it, Angela?
Pammy, Tammy, Pamela? I it on my Xani buzz
But plenty of my homies wanna hit it, so I her off
Pimping since, and even if I can then I'm the center of
Attention, trying to get paid, like Travis O'Guin, you see the of
and bat, the famous stars and straps, the Gucci signature
The that's on my pinky, you should throw the deuces, beam me up
I'm stupid in the booth, I'm flexing I'm Lou Ferrigno, ya-uh-yeah!

My crew's all tripped out, off that real green
The liquor's taking over, and we wanna party
(This shit we) party, we just party
(This shit we) party, we just party
This we party, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, the weekend

Girls just have fun (Hold up)
Guys wanna get fucked (Hold up)

Girls just have fun (Hold up)
Guys just get fucked (Hold up)