Luyện nghe bài hát We Just Wanna Party

I just party, hit the drink until I'm numb
I'm the nigga the pineapple and malibu rum
the 151 I'mma get you stupid doo doo dumb
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 it and pick up a couple bitches
Who be looking so delicious, we give all of they wishes
Then we (Done)

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

Saturday to Sunday she be in on Monday
I live in the Boonies, if your ride is outie, then it's like 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 leads on where the G's home was
Ease on, she won't get to on us
Tea's gone, we bitches elong' 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, songs get ya free dome
For the weed blown the tone like I'm Steve Stone bruh
Keep on, be strong, no leash on us, we beast on ya Biancas

My crew's all tripped out, off that real good
The liquor's taking over, and we 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 you weren't 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 dancing to my
When I around she taking her bra and panties off
Tan lines like she just got back from Panama
City sparks flying like I lit a Roman up
Damn it just, can't think of name, what is it, Angela?
Pammy, Tammy, Pamela? I it on my Xani buzz
But plenty of my homies wanna hit it, so I her off
Pimping since, and if I can help then I'm the center of
Attention, trying to get paid, like Travis O'Guin, you see the of
and bat, the famous stars and straps, the Gucci signature
The ring 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 real good green
The liquor's taking over, and we just wanna
(This shit we) party, we just party
(This shit we) party, we just party
This shit we party, Sunday, Monday,
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, the weekend

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

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