Birthday Suit
Light your candles
And put your hands up
Light your candles
And put your hands up
Said the day don't start without sunlight
And we still gon be ready if there's rain
Cause life's a game, we gotta have fun right
Baby, come and we can dance through the pain
Yo, turn me up so they hear me in the back though
Wait this my stop, yo driver open the backdoor
I lost some bread, but fuck it I'll make it back though
Was gone a while, but it's cool because I'm back yo
Celebrating on a fucking Thursday
She gon let me beat it like piñatas on a birthday
And she gon let me eat it like a kid with his dessert plate
Champagne showers, you know these bitches be thirsty
Hey
Wake up and it's Friday, so we got paid
A couple girls in my bed, I think I got laid
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
Born naked, so today that's how we celebrate
Hennessy in my hand, titties in my face
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
I hope you having a good time
Wherever you are
And if you getting high
I hope you reach for the stars
Don't follow what's popping
Nigga follow your heart
We should all take it back to the start
Ima be the same kid til I'm gone
And put your hands up
Light your candles
And put your hands up
Said the day don't start without sunlight
And we still gon be ready if there's rain
Cause life's a game, we gotta have fun right
Baby, come and we can dance through the pain
Yo, turn me up so they hear me in the back though
Wait this my stop, yo driver open the backdoor
I lost some bread, but fuck it I'll make it back though
Was gone a while, but it's cool because I'm back yo
Celebrating on a fucking Thursday
She gon let me beat it like piñatas on a birthday
And she gon let me eat it like a kid with his dessert plate
Champagne showers, you know these bitches be thirsty
Hey
Wake up and it's Friday, so we got paid
A couple girls in my bed, I think I got laid
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
Born naked, so today that's how we celebrate
Hennessy in my hand, titties in my face
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
I can't complain man fuck it, it's my birthday
I hope you having a good time
Wherever you are
And if you getting high
I hope you reach for the stars
Don't follow what's popping
Nigga follow your heart
We should all take it back to the start
Ima be the same kid til I'm gone
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Writer(s): Jesus Almonte
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