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
faded when I get up in the spot, hit the bar
Everybody want a photo with the Nina, I'm a
And if anybody it my nigga 'zilla got the gun
But we just wanna kick it and up a couple bitches
Who be looking so delicious, we give all of they wishes
we done (Done)

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

Saturday to she be calling in on Monday
I live in the Boonies, if your ride is outie, 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 bitches us
See schlong, she moan when I deep her
he's grown, he is known 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 on us, we beast on ya Biancas

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

Party animal, looking hammered, couple of of
Crown, we pound the shot 'cause it shit for me to handle
My liquor buzz, and bitch you to quick to bust it open for the gram of molly,
Got her huge, her hands are clammin' up
Took advantage of the situation, now she to my music
When I turn around she taking her bra and off
Tan lines looking like she just got from Panama
sparks flying like I lit a Roman candle up
Damn it just, can't think of you're name, is it, Angela?
Pammy, Tammy, Pamela? I blame it on my buzz
But plenty of my wanna hit it, so I hand 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 stars and straps, the Gucci signature
The ring that's on my pinky, you should throw the deuces, 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 over, and we just wanna party
(This we) party, we just wanna party
(This shit we) party, we just party
This we party, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, through the

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

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