Yelawolf f/ Gucci Mane - “Wanna Party” (Interscope, 2010)
We get wasted, too wasted, so wasted it’s scary
yellow canaries in my ear, they pretty
let’s party like it’s 1960, I’m the EA Jimi Hendrix
not a hippie, I’m a hippopotamus
I’m rolling up that rhinoceros
she jocking it and that’s obvious
I land in your metropolis
don’t know who the baby father is
but I don’t owe no apologies
she just want a Harley
I’m rolling up the Marley
I’m drunk as Paul McCartney
I’m eighty bottles shawty
my name Gucci Mane, not Pootie Tang
I put it down, don’t pick it up
advice for you, don’t pick on us
me and Yelawolf got crazy guns
we came in with five of em
we leave out with nine of em
that’s fourteen I’mma keep ‘em around
all morning ‘til I get tired of em
So we can all agree that Yelawolf is a great rapper, correct? And that Gucci demolishes him here, correct? (Haters sit down.) So what does that say about Gucci, class? Beyond that I’m struggling to rationalize their two worlds. But better this “Wasted Pt. 2” action than whatever Kid Rock bullshit Jimmy probably has going on in the back of his head for Yela’s long term career.
