All I Want To Do Mac Dre

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I'm into parties that don't end at four
Bitches that keep lingerie in their drawer
Back in '84 I swore
To peel straight dimes, no more twos or fours
Not looking for "My Cherie Amour"
I'm a mack, I pimp whores, got CD's in stores
I'm hardcore like the almighty Thor
Campaign with this game man, like Al Gore
Drink Mickey's not Coors, no sticky pot wars
Got wounds and sores, boy I been through wars
I want to party until I fall to the floor
Get drunk, pass out, then snore
Mrs. bartender come pour me some more
What no more? Fuck you, up yours!
I'm into whores that wear Christian Dior
No pimples or clogged up pores
I don't bark, I roar, catch me on tour
In a velour, ho's screaming for more
Fuck it, you want me to come with some more whores?
Or cutthroat up and take this shit outdoors?

[Hook: Mac Dre]
All I ever want to do is party
Catch me at the club trying to holler at somebody
I'm rolling with the bumps in the trunk
Trying to have fun 'cause you only live once
All I ever want to do is party
Catch me at the club trying to holler at somebody
I'm rolling with the bumps in the trunk
Trying to have fun 'cause you only live once