Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Darrein Safron, Rittz
Album:  Strangeulation Vol. II
Song:   We Just Wanna Party
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Girl scout cookies - check
151, Malibu rum, and pineapple juice - check
Hennessy, Sprite and lemon - check
Patrón Silver, Patrón Citrónge
Ready-to-serve margarita mix, limes, and orange juice - check

[Tech N9ne]
(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!) Every-body, want a, photo, with the, Nina, I'm a, star
(CHEAH!) And if, any-body, want it my nigga, 'zilla got the gun
But we just wanna kick it and pick up a couple bitches who be lookin so delicious
We give 'em all of they wishes then we done (done)

[Chorus: Darrein Safron]
My crew's all tripped out
Off that real good green
The liquor's takin 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

[Tech N9ne]
Saturday to Sunday, she be callin in on Monday
I live in the Boonies, if your ride is outtie
then it's like you're travellin with a one-way
(CHEAH!) We wanna put D on her
We gone, we zoned in a weed coma
She don't belong if I 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 bump bitches elong' us
See schlong, she moan when I deep dong her
When he's grown he's known to s-neeze on ya
Bees holmes, we jones, put 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 bruh
Keep on, be strong, never no leash on us, we beast on ya
Biancas! (Biancas)

[Chorus] - first 1/2

(Hold up)

[Rittz]
Party animal, lookin hammered, couple of handles of
Crown, we pound a 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 dancin to
my music, when I turn around she takin her bra and panties off
Tan lines lookin like she just got back from Panama
See these sparks flyin 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 ya so I hand her off
Pimpin since an infant, I can't help that I'm the center of
attention, tryin 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 deuce and beam me up
Go stupid in the booth, I'm flexin like I'm Lou Ferrigno, ya-uh-yeah!

[Chorus]

[Outro: Darrein Safron]
Girls just wanna have fun (hold up)
And guys just wanna get some (hold up)
G-g-girls just wanna have fun (hold up)
And guys just wanna get some (hold up, hold up)