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 get you stupid doo doo dumb
Get the nookie when the cookies feelin' 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 it my nigga 'zilla got the gun
But we just wanna kick it and pick up a couple
Who be looking so delicious, we give them all of they
we done (Done)

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

Saturday to Sunday she be calling in on
I live in the Boonies, if your ride is outie, then like you're traveling with a one way
We put D on her
We gone, we zoned, in a weed
She don't belong if I squeeze her
And he leads on where the G's home was
Ease on, she won't get to on us
gone, we bump bitches elong' us
See schlong, she moan when I dong her
When he's grown, he is known to on ya
Holmes, we Jones'd, put the V on her
She's long, songs get ya free dome
For the weed blown the tone like I'm Steve Stone bruh
Keep on, be strong, never no leash on us, we on ya Biancas

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

animal, looking 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 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 around she taking her bra and off
Tan lines looking like she got back from Panama
City sparks like I lit a Roman candle up
Damn it just, can't of you're name, what is it, Angela?
Pammy, Tammy, Pamela? I blame it on my Xani
But plenty of my homies hit it, so I hand 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
Snake and bat, the famous 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 like I'm Lou Ferrigno, ya-uh-yeah!

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

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

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