Verse 1: Molly's got the mollies Connec has got her snobby She sweats out bacardi The d** in her body Her girlfriend is Britney Infatuated with Britney She graduated from Mary Every high is another party When they go out they're holding hands They don't think about love or romance Sometimes they touch, they slow dance Get really caught up in the moments Knees wet, her lips set, on any man thats got his feet set On cognac, on contact, if she loves rap, she won't wrap Chorus: She's in my face (In my face) I wanna party, (I wanna party) With that ba** (n' that ba**) I wanna party, (I wanna party) Hook: (i wanna party, I I I I I wanna party, I wanna party, I wanna party) Verse 2: High off la c**a In 20 minutes its over Its a rich man's drug You need a rich mans love Well you hear that im a rapper Well honor me with your company Got s** , x and, whitney Pick 2, and don't od… Im requainted with an overrated Dirty mouthed dame who speaks spanglish She wreaks trouble, she seeks trouble Ill f** her till she sees double Clean player, I just spit sh** With one eye closed I won't miss sh** Just don't miss me when I'm listed Forbes List, of the richest With that….. Chorus: She's in my face (In my face) I wanna party, (I wanna party) With that ba** (n' that ba**) I wanna party, (I wanna party) Hook: (i wanna party, I I I I I wanna party, I wanna party, I wanna party) Poem: Euphoria, the tingle, When the mind mingles with the soul And love no longer becomes an abstract idea, nor a role A concept You just feel, and touch until the sun sets In your finger tips, in your lips Euphoria, it exists Ecstasy, it hits And its almost as if You're the only one in this world Nothing matters, in your mind It all stops, even time But even time can get the best of us So for tonight, just be free Chorus: She's in my face (In my face) I wanna party, (I wanna party) With that ba** (n' that ba**) I wanna party, (I wanna party)