Phlowito Da Youngn - Birthday Boy

Birthday Boy

Oowiee Yeah huh yeah
October twenty-fifth shit yeah
Happy birthday to me yeah
Happy birthday to me yeah yeah
Happy birthday to me yeah God damn

Bitch huh I'm the birthday boy
Yeah gone shake some ass for the birthday boy
Yeah gone spend some cash on the birthday boy
Pop a jig then I jig I'm the birthday boy
Bitch huh I'm the birthday boy
Yeah gone show some love for the birthday boy
Get it in do some drugs with the birthday boy
With the birthday boy, I'm the birthday boy

I'm the birthday boy
And I ain't no toy
But you can play with my tip with the tip of the tongue
Booty moving and it's juicy her name couture
Aye you don't hoe every day
But today you're a whore
I want a bitch to feed me grapes
While I'm sipping Henny
Another bitch brush my waves we just in here chilling
I heard a nigga just say he need his birthday licks
Aye he ain't knowing I just got a new birthday blick
Uh yeah it's my birthday bitch
Got to be a day to remember it's my birthday shit
And aye
Twenty four hours don't last for real
It's somebody baby momma shaking ass in here
Like for real for real
And you know the deal
If we fucking something real her booty hole
Head crazy and a nigga walking pigeon-toed
Fuck around and see if my young nigga
Can hit it though yeah

Bitch huh I'm the birthday boy
Yeah gone shake some ass for the birthday boy
Yeah gone spend some cash on the birthday boy
Pop a jig then I jig I'm the birthday boy
Bitch huh I'm the birthday boy
Yeah gone show some love for the birthday boy
Get it in do some drugs with the birthday boy
With the birthday boy, I'm the birthday boy

I'm the birthday boy
Where my birthday plate
Pop a birthday perk
Drink some birthday drank
This a birthday wood
Rolled some birthday cake
Fuck a bitch on camera
Make a birthday tape
She got ass and her wig is a lace too
Matching energy with the pills she got to take two
You gone give me everything or I'm gone take two
I need the ice and the cream and the cake too
Mop bop bop bop
Aye she's a goofy running loose she's a bop bop
I got slime in the soda it's some wahc wahc
Aye it's boner in my pants no it's a Glock Glock
Can't let a nigga or a bitch fuck my birthday up
All youngns in the function turn my birthday up
I'm off all kind of drugs yeah I'm birthday slumped
Woke up with head in my lap I'm getting birthday gluck oowiee

Bitch huh I'm the birthday boy
Yeah gone shake some ass for the birthday boy
Yeah gone spend some cash on the birthday boy
Pop a jig then I jig I'm the birthday boy
Bitch huh I'm the birthday boy
Yeah gone show some love for the birthday boy
Get it in do some drugs with the birthday boy
With the birthday boy, I'm the birthday boy

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Writer(s): Terry Hall
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