Tech N9ne, Darrein Safron, Rittz - We Just Wanna Party lyrics

Girl scout cookiescheck
151, Malibu rum and pineapple juicecheck
Hennessy, Sprite and lemoncheck
Patrón Silver, Patrón Citrónge
Ready-to-serve margarita mix, limes
And orange juicecheck

(CHEAH) i just wanna party
Hit the drink until I'm numb (CHEAH)
I'm the nigga with the
Pineapple and malibu rum (CHEAH)
Plus the 151
I'ma get you stupid doo doo dumb (CHEAH)
Get the nookie when the cookies feelin'
Good up in her lungs (CHEAH)
Hella faded when I get up in
The spot I hit the bar (cHEAH)
Everybody want a photo with the Nina
I'm a star (cHEAH)
And if anybody want it my
Nigga 'zilla got the gun
But we just wanna kick it and
Pick up a couple bitches
Who be looking so delicious
We give them all of they wishes
Then we done (done)

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

Saturday to Sunday she be
Calling in on Monday
I live in the Boonies, if your ride is outie
Then it's like you're traveling
With a one way

We wanna put D on her
We gone, we zoned, in a weed coma
She don't belong if her squeeze phone her
And he want leads on where the G's home was
Ease on, she won't get to breathe on us
Tea's gone, we bone bitches elong' us
See schlong, she moan when I deep dong her
When he's grown, he is known to s-neeze on ya
Beez Holmes, we Jones'd, for the V on her
She's long, these songs get ya free dome
For the weed blown with the tone
Like I'm Steve Stone brotha
Keep on, be strong, never no leash on us
We beast on ya Biancas

My crew's all tripped out
Off that real good green
The liquor's taking over, and we just wan-
(hold up)

Party animal, looking hammered
Couple of handles of
Crown, we pound the shot cause it ain't
Shit for me to handle my liquor buzz
And bitch I wanna get to bust it
Open for the gram of Molly
Got her pupils huge
Her hands are clammin' up
Took advantage of the situation
Now she dancing to
My music when I turn around she
Taking her bra and panties off
Tan lines looking like she just
Got back from Panama
See these sparks flying like I
Lit a Roman candle up
Damn I just, can't think of
Your name, what is it, angela?
Amber, Tammy
Pamela? I blame it on my Xani buzz
But blondie all my homies wanna hit it
So I hand her off pimping since an infant
I can't help that I'm the center of
Attention, trying to get paid
Like Travis O'Guin, you see the symbol of
Snake and Bat, The Famous Stars and Straps
The Gucci signature
The ring that's on my pinky
You should throw the deuces, beam me up
Go stupid in the booth, I'm
Flexing like I'm Lou Ferrigno, ya uh yeah!

My crew's all tripped out
Off that real good green
The liquor's taking over
And we just wanna party
(This shit we) party, we just wanna party
(This shit we) party, we just wanna party
This shit we party, Sunday Monday Tuesday
Wednesday Thursday Friday
Through the weekend
Girls just wanna have fun (hold up)
Guys just wanna get fucked (hold up)