Yeah (burr) Go white girl, its ya birthday Go white girl, its ya birthday 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 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 wont 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 motherfuckin' rappers You don't wanna see me there Blindside em, blindside em, bitch 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 motherfuckin' train Reachin' for the bottles baby, tell me what you want again I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party 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 I just wanna party I just wanna party 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 Shes 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 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 I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party 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 I just wanna party I just wanna party We blowin' smoke in the air, drinkin' ice cold beer Got ya girl in my ear sayin' I just wanna party 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 Fucked up but I'll tell you that I can't complain Yelawolf and Gucci Mane keepin' yo bitch in a tame I just wanna party I just wanna party I just wanna party 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 I just wanna party I just wanna party 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 (Ha ha ha) Yellow, Gucci (Burr) That's hard