Yeah （burr）

Go white girl its ya birthday x2]

Yelawolf mane and Gucci

Go white girl its ya birthday

Yelawolf mane and Gucci

Holleratche mane

So I got this twelve pack （burr）

We blowin smoke in the air drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin I just wanna party

Verse 1 - Yelawolf]

Trunk music got these poppers poppin on the Richter scale

D 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

Inaudible] 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 f**kin rappers

You don't wanna see me there

Blindside em blindside em b**ch 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 d**e away

Got so many hook ups I could pull the mutha f**kin train

Reachin for the bottles baby tell me what you want again

Chorus]

I just wanna party x3]

We blowin smoke in the air drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin

I just wanna party

I just wanna party x3]

We blowin smoke in the air drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin

I just wanna party

Get wasted too wasted so wasted its scary

Yellow canaries in my ear they pretty

Lets party like its 1960 I'm the E A Jimmy Hendrix

Now the hip imma hippopotamus I'm roarin up that rinoshorus

She's jockin and its obvious I land 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 inaudible]

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 drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin

I just wanna party

I just wanna party x3]

We blowin smoke in the air drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin

I just wanna party

Verse 3 - Yelawolf]

Cocanie 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

（ ） think I'm a （ ）

Catfish Billy on ya grill（ey）

Cook it up make a meal（ey）

Gettin stupid gettin silly

Drinkin beer（ey） also chile

F**ked up but I'll tell you that I can't complain

Yelawolf and Gucci Mane keepin yo b**ch in a tame

Chorus]

I just wanna party x3]

We blowin smoke in the air drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin

I just wanna party

I just wanna party x3]

We blowin smoke in the air drinkin ice cold beer

Got ya girl in my ear sayin

I just wanna party

Bama

We just wanna party （Hah Hah Hah）

Yellow Gucci （BURR）

That's hard