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)