Life of Tha Party
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
Dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
Eerybody seem up tight, I'm drunk so everythings allright
Got a light, yeah, right, right
kick back take a hit (take a hit) turn it up bump that shit (bump it)
I'm dancin I'm groovin other people look at me and start movin
Everybody getting comfortable starting throwin up nice and full
Start dancin' wild motherfuckers smile next thing you know
They dincin' too smoking weed drinking brew callin people up on their
Cellphone east palmdale homeboy its on
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
Dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha only drunk dancin' to tha funk I guess it's up te me to
Get this thing crunk get high get drunk go bizarr standin up
Straight is major work drivin' home I really hope it
I can keep my eyelids open hope that exotic dancer answer
Roll cross country lost with the munchie looking for a country
Girl that will hunt me palmdale came back to me got down on her knees
And blew me jumped up on my dick screaming man i love what she do to me
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
Dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
Standin' in the yard bumpin' sounds
See my homeboy in black and shout you blocking traffic back up and park
You know I got a big fat blunt to spark other homeboys start c ruisin' by tryin' to get drunk tryin to get high sidewalk looks like
A gangstameeting khaki sack it system beating next thing you know
I see a cop he's writing numbers down he don't stop wafle house late
At night drunkers are gone highers ar kait fuck with the waitress but
Don't be rude bitch might spit all in my food (hey play that music innocent folks won't refuse it) but it in the studio then abuse it
Say you got high gentleman excuse it get drunk sag your pants, if you all alone do your dance
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
Dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
Eerybody seem up tight, I'm drunk so everythings allright
Got a light, yeah, right, right
kick back take a hit (take a hit) turn it up bump that shit (bump it)
I'm dancin I'm groovin other people look at me and start movin
Everybody getting comfortable starting throwin up nice and full
Start dancin' wild motherfuckers smile next thing you know
They dincin' too smoking weed drinking brew callin people up on their
Cellphone east palmdale homeboy its on
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
Dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha only drunk dancin' to tha funk I guess it's up te me to
Get this thing crunk get high get drunk go bizarr standin up
Straight is major work drivin' home I really hope it
I can keep my eyelids open hope that exotic dancer answer
Roll cross country lost with the munchie looking for a country
Girl that will hunt me palmdale came back to me got down on her knees
And blew me jumped up on my dick screaming man i love what she do to me
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
Dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
Standin' in the yard bumpin' sounds
See my homeboy in black and shout you blocking traffic back up and park
You know I got a big fat blunt to spark other homeboys start c ruisin' by tryin' to get drunk tryin to get high sidewalk looks like
A gangstameeting khaki sack it system beating next thing you know
I see a cop he's writing numbers down he don't stop wafle house late
At night drunkers are gone highers ar kait fuck with the waitress but
Don't be rude bitch might spit all in my food (hey play that music innocent folks won't refuse it) but it in the studio then abuse it
Say you got high gentleman excuse it get drunk sag your pants, if you all alone do your dance
I'm tha only drunk (uh, uh)
dancin' to tha funk (uh, uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh, uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
I'm tha life of tha party (uh, uh)
Sippin' on bacardi
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Writer(s): James Shamblin, William Kirsch
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