Party Animal - IDK

It’s Friday ho

I need a shot

Just failed my English class

So English class is getting dropped

It’s a

Frat party so you know these hoes about to pop

And you know these hoes be holy hoes

When we up in the spot

I am a paper chasing nigga

Paper chasing nigga

But I don’t do papers chasin' figures

Papers chasin' figures

Fuck school

For now at least

Cause right now I just wanna get so high, that I slur my speech

Get freaked by a little freak

Then I take her home to the dorm room

While her roommate sleep

That’s college life for that ass

Pour a little jungle juice in that glass

I ain’t come to go to damn class

Bitch

I came to school to have a blast

Shit

I smoke the weed and then I pass it

The opposite of my classes

If you don’t see that I don’t give a shit

Then your ass may need a pair of glasses

I’m inside of a cloud from all the silent loud

We put our drinks to these sky

And then we file it down

And when we finish the drink

We drive on to a canal

Of more liquor cause I ain’t trying to remember

I put the juice in the vodka then I mix it all up

I don’t give a fuck who’s gonna drive after the club

Forget all your problems

Tomorrow ain’t promised

Get fucked up’s what I want

So fuck it I’m on one

I’m a Party Animal

Party Animal

(Whoof)

Party Animal

Party Animal

(Whoof Whoof)

Party Animal

Party Animal

(Whoof)

Party Animal

Party Animal

(Whoof Whoof)

Juicy been a boss

Any bitch I toss

Smokin weed and sippin lean in public fuck the law

Riding in a Lamborghini

Creamy white like fettuccine

With a bitch rollin' greenie

And on my head like a beanie

I keep a hustle work my muscle

I will never struggle

If one job ain’t enough, my nigga, I will work a double

Let’s have some fun, put a Molly on her tongue

Got a girl

Plus a girl

It’s ‘bout to be a threesome

Throwing money with my people

Smoking weed like its legal

You niggas be out here smoke regular, all I blow is diesel

20 years I’m still standin'

Still wiling out like Nick Cannon

20 hoes nigga in my mansion

Old money like Richard Branson

I’m inside of a cloud from all the silent loud

We put our drinks to the sky

And then we file it down

And when we finish the drink

We drive on to a canal

Of more liquor cause it make me fuck her quicker