Luyện nghe bài hát We Just Wanna Party

I wanna party, hit the drink until I'm numb
I'm the nigga with the pineapple and 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 a photo with the Nina, I'm a star
And if anybody want it my nigga got the gun
But we just wanna kick it and up a couple bitches
Who be looking so delicious, we them all of they wishes
Then we (Done)

My crew's all tripped out, off that real good
The liquor's over, and we just 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 is outie, then it's like you're traveling with a one way
We put D on her
We gone, we zoned, in a weed
She don't if I squeeze phone her
And he want leads on where the G's was
Ease on, she get to breathe on us
Tea's gone, we bump elong' us
See schlong, she when 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, these get ya free dome
For the blown with 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 real good
The liquor's taking over, and we wan (Hold up)

Party animal, looking hammered, of handles of
Crown, we pound the shot 'cause it ain't shit for me to
My liquor buzz, and bitch you weren't to quick to bust it for the gram of molly,
Got her pupils huge, her hands are up
advantage of the situation, now she dancing to my music
When I around she taking her bra and panties off
Tan lines looking like she 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, Pamela? I blame it on my Xani
But plenty of my homies wanna hit it, so I her off
since, and even if I can help 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 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 real good
The liquor's taking over, and we just party
(This shit we) party, we wanna party
(This shit we) party, we just party
This we party, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, through the

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

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