Birthday
Yeah yeah
Yeah
If it's your birthday this about to be your favorite song
You can turn the lights off
We gone party all night long
Yeah
Aye! It's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Alright Uh
It's your birthday
Gone and cut that cake baby it's your birthday
Get on the floor make it shake
It's your birthday (aye)
It's your birthday (aye)
It's your birthday (aye)
Ayeee
Bottles of patron got em gone gone
Now I'm like a dog trying to bone bone
Nah I'm just playing girl I'm wrong wrong
But why you standing there all alonе lone?
Yeah it's clear I got a thing for you
That's why I brought Flеtcher to sing for you
I might wife you up buy a ring for you
You the queen now let me be the king for you
Aye! It's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Look at the way that she move it
I love the way that she do it
The way she rolling her body
And shake shake to the music
Man this her favorite song
Now run and tell the Dj to play this song
Play play play this song
Hold up
You know I keep it trill and playa
Hot like the August weather
No Will and Jada
Skip the red table talks
Baby be quiet
If they ask about entanglements
Deny it
Cause it's clear I got a thing for you
That's why I brought Fletcher
To sing for you
I might wife you up buy a ring for you
You the queen now let me be the king for you (Q)
Aye! It's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Yeah
If it's your birthday this about to be your favorite song
You can turn the lights off
We gone party all night long
Yeah
Aye! It's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Alright Uh
It's your birthday
Gone and cut that cake baby it's your birthday
Get on the floor make it shake
It's your birthday (aye)
It's your birthday (aye)
It's your birthday (aye)
Ayeee
Bottles of patron got em gone gone
Now I'm like a dog trying to bone bone
Nah I'm just playing girl I'm wrong wrong
But why you standing there all alonе lone?
Yeah it's clear I got a thing for you
That's why I brought Flеtcher to sing for you
I might wife you up buy a ring for you
You the queen now let me be the king for you
Aye! It's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Look at the way that she move it
I love the way that she do it
The way she rolling her body
And shake shake to the music
Man this her favorite song
Now run and tell the Dj to play this song
Play play play this song
Hold up
You know I keep it trill and playa
Hot like the August weather
No Will and Jada
Skip the red table talks
Baby be quiet
If they ask about entanglements
Deny it
Cause it's clear I got a thing for you
That's why I brought Fletcher
To sing for you
I might wife you up buy a ring for you
You the queen now let me be the king for you (Q)
Aye! It's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
Gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Ohh it's your birthday
We gone get them bottles poppin'
It's your birthday
Ohhh-ohhh yeah
It's your birthday
Gone make that ass clap It's your birthday
Yeah it's your birthday
We gone celebrate baby it's your birthday
Credits
Writer(s): Sq Iii Bush
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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