I Just Wanna Party Yelawolf (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Yelawolf and Gucci Mane]
Yeah (burr)
Go white girl, it's ya birthday
Go white girl, it's ya birthday
Yelawolf Mane, and Gucci
Go white girl, it's ya birthday
Yelawolf Mane, and Gucci
Holler at Jermaine

So I got this twelve pack (burr)
We blowing smoke in the air, we drinking ice cold beer
Wit ya girl in my ear saying, she just wanna party

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Trunk Muzik got these boppers poppin' on the Richter scale
D boys on the corner droppin' quarters like a wishing well
Ziplock in the freezer like yo momma’s box of zinfandel
Sip it with ya southern belle, bet ya she won't kiss and tell
Bit them black, I'm mister pale
Pack the pack and drink the ale
Getting drunk, I’m drunk as hell
Don’t think I can leave my chair
Got a tooth brush for the dirty mouth muthafuckin rappers
You don’t wanna see me there
Blindside 'em, blindside 'em, bitch I’ll leave you reading braille
You can’t Lady Gaga me, the robber 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 muthafuckin train
Kitchen full of bottles baby, tell me what you want again