Luyện nghe bài hát We Just Wanna Party

I wanna party, hit the drink 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 the cookies feelin' good up in her lungs
Hella when I get up in the spot, hit the bar
want a photo with the Nina, I'm a star
And if anybody it my nigga 'zilla got the gun
But we wanna kick it and pick up a couple bitches
Who be looking so delicious, we give them all of wishes
Then we (Done)

My crew's all tripped out, off that real good
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, through the

to Sunday she be calling in on Monday
I live in the Boonies, if ride 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 belong if I squeeze phone her
And he want 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 when I dong her
When grown, he is known to sneeze on ya
Holmes, we Jones'd, put the V on her
She's long, these songs get ya free
For the weed blown with the tone like I'm Stone bruh
on, be strong, never no leash on us, we beast on ya Biancas

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

Party animal, looking hammered, 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 quick to bust it open for the of molly,
Got her pupils huge, her hands are up
advantage of the situation, now she dancing to my music
When I turn she taking her bra and panties off
Tan lines like she just got back from Panama
City sparks flying I lit a Roman candle up
Damn it just, think of you're name, what is it, Angela?
Pammy, Tammy, I blame it on my Xani buzz
But plenty of my homies hit it, so I hand her off
Pimping since, and even if I can help then I'm the of
Attention, trying to get paid, like Travis O'Guin, you see the of
Snake and bat, the stars and straps, the Gucci signature
The ring that's on my pinky, you should the deuces, beam me up
I'm stupid in the booth, I'm like I'm Lou Ferrigno, ya-uh-yeah!

My crew's all tripped out, off that good green
The liquor's taking over, and we wanna party
(This shit we) party, we wanna 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)
just wanna get fucked (Hold up)

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