Lyrics

If you can't dance, this the maint'nance I need release from this frantic mind I've got the cure, I know you've got mine So go ahead and pour me more wine We've got all night, we can make it right (Let's party the pain away) Whenever problems show up Man I really wanna blow up, drinkin til I throw up And tonight I'm havin mo' luck Couple bad bitches rolled up, to puff a little dough up And they givin us the dame thang Puffin, drinkin, than we bang-bang Knock it out the frame, mane Caught a couple mo' dame-dames Than my homies with the cane came Now we got a Strange thang Yeah... y'all do, I don't (what's that, Tech?) Turn down something I won't I'm a... grinch when I'm yearning it Get so hot up in the spot, I think I'm partying at Burning Man I deal with the real, when I feel But tonight I'm takin Bou Lou to the grill I'll be damned, if it ain't a day, I kick it and can't obey When life is heavy we uh... party the pain away I be off in Australia Where the ladies really didgeridoo it if they smell ya Aboriginal's will tell ya That they rollin hella deep, and if you trippin it's a failure When I'm off in California Molly got me so dehydrated, smell ammonia I be feelin like a donor Not blood, but the other stuff Cause the women bone ya When the real life's on my case A woman waits, to sit on my face In Missouri, it's all on my state When I'm home, yes I keep a heapin on my plate I'm in a dark party, with a red light 'Bout to be another "take it to the head" night Whether you're drinkin, or you're smokin, or the med type Partyin the pain away, don't even got your bread right If you can't dance, this the maint'nance Let's party the pain away If you're stressin, I feel ya If I'm off up in your city, come and party with the Milla 20 shots of tequila This'll make a little money so I'm gonna pay the billa If she lookin don't be jello Get your woman, take her picture with me cause I'm hella mello If you're tough and wanna yell though She'll be leavin with the crew And I'mma stick her like some velcro We the party people, night and day Livin crazy is the only way, got a... Party persona, fuck the pain and come and kick it Are you smelling my aroma? When things get bad, get trashed That's my advice on yo bitch ass Faded like you think I am On the brink, of a drink, and the drink got slammed
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Michael Summers, Elilzabeth Ann Arnold, Robert William Rebeck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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