I Just Wanna Party (Trunk Muzik 0-60, 2010)

Yeah (burr)
 Go white girl, it's ya birthday [x2]
 Yelawolf mane and Gucci
 Go white girl, it's ya birthday
 Yelawolf mane and Gucci
 Holleratche mane

 So I got this twelve pack (burr)
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin, she just wanna party

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
 Trunk music got these poppers poppin on the Richter scale
 boys on the corner droppin quarters like a wishin well
 Ziplock in the freezer like yo momma's box of zinfandale
 Sip it with ya southern bell, bet ya she won't kiss and tell
 bring them back I'm Mr. Pale, pack the pack and drink the ale
 Gettin drunk, I'm drunk as hell
 Don't think I can lean my chair
 Got a tooth brush for the dirty mouth mutha [bad word] rappers
 You don't wanna see me there
 Blindside em, rhyme-side em, [bad word] I'll leave you readin brail
 You can't Lady Gaga me, don't bother with the poker face
 I come from the bottom, you ain't gotta put ya dope away
 Got so many hook ups I could pull the mutha [bad word] train
 Kitchen full of bottles baby, tell me what you want again

[Chorus:]
 I just wanna party [x3]
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin
 I just wanna party
 I just wanna party [x3]
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin
 I just wanna party

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
 Get wasted, too wasted, so wasted it's scary
 Yellow canaries in my ear, they pretty
 Let's party like it's 1960, I'm the Jimmy Hendrix
 Now the hip I'm a hippopotamus, I'm rolling up that rhinoceros
 Shes jockin and it's obvious, I landed in your metropolis
 Don't know who the baby's father is, but I don't owe no apologies
 She just want a Harley, I'm rollin up the Marley, I'm drunk as Paul Mcartney
 I'm aided by the shawty
 I'm Gucci Mane not pootie tang, I put it down, don't pick it up
 Advice to you, don't pick on us, Me and Yelawolf got crazy guns
 We came here with 5 of em, we gon leave here with 9 of em
 That's 14, I'm keepin em around, I'm goin til I get tired of em

[Chorus:]
 I just wanna party [x3]
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin
 I just wanna party
 I just wanna party [x3]
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin
 I just wanna party

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
 Cocaine on the table wish the rappa got em choppin logs
 Twenty dolla bills all rolled up, Wiz Khalifas rollin pot
 Jackie Chan is rollin rollin, Yelawolf is powin powin
 Slow motion got hos in motion, I think it's the perfect time
 To put em in the mood, to put em in the car
 Take em to the house and (what)
 Take em to the moon, take em to the mouth
 How we do it down south and (what)
 I'm always going going,
 Ghettovison is sewing, plowing, growing, growing
 Crop dusting from a Boeing
 Catfish Billy, on ya grill(ey)
 Cook it up, make a meal(ey)
 Gettin stupid, gettin silly
 Drinkin beer(ey), also chile
 [bad word] up but I'll tell you that I can't complain
 Yelawolf and Gucci Mane keepin yo [bad word] entertained
[Chorus:]
 I just wanna party [x3]
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin
 I just wanna party
 I just wanna party [x3]
 We blowin smoke in the air, we drinkin ice cold beer
 Wit cha girl in my ear sayin
 I just wanna party

 Bama!
 We just wanna party (Hah Hah Hah)
 Yellow, Gucci (BURR)
 That's hard