Birthday
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
It must be your birthday baby
Cuz damn you got cakes cakes cakes
Let me be your candle
I'ma light that ass up and each chick my DNA
I'ma blow your back out like I'm your biggest fan
Taxi backseat she strippin' like a horror flick
She think she won the lotto, but she won a lotta dick
You was with her but I walked in now that's nacho bitch
I got so much cheese, I need nacho chips
Dippin' and droppin', shake it if you got it
She buss it with no hands must be listenin' to Waka
The way they make her nose ran
She must be dippin' in the product
Feels like I'm pimpin' pimples
All these bad bitches poppin' up
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
She a certified freak wit some ass on it
When we in the club throw a stack on it
She got billion dollar coochi, throw the cash on it
When she back it up on me, I'ma grab on it
The way she make it bounce, Im'a latch on it
I'ma take you to the mall blow a bag on it
Hop into the whip hit the gas on her
Go and make a flip, hit the dab on her
When I'm in the city you know I be wit a bad bitch
Birthday suit baby girl got passion
We be with the baddest all these other girls be slackin'
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
I came to ball I got money to spend
Its her birthday she out drinkin' with her friends
I'ma Gamecock this rooster scoopin' for some hens
And I can't stop unless I'm leavin' wit a 10
Hated by many loved by few
King K all day baby they can't do it like I do
Little rooty toot booty ripe like juicy fruit
Damn her body fine, make me wanna reproduce
Just left the bar, now we in the backseat
She playin' with my dick while I'm squeezin' on her ass cheeks
Whose her friend? Oh the girl I had last week
Lord I'm gonna sin cuz her whole team Freek-A-Leek's
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
It must be your birthday baby
Cuz damn you got cakes cakes cakes
Let me be your candle
I'ma light that ass up and each chick my DNA
I'ma blow your back out like I'm your biggest fan
Taxi backseat she strippin' like a horror flick
She think she won the lotto, but she won a lotta dick
You was with her but I walked in now that's nacho bitch
I got so much cheese, I need nacho chips
Dippin' and droppin', shake it if you got it
She buss it with no hands must be listenin' to Waka
The way they make her nose ran
She must be dippin' in the product
Feels like I'm pimpin' pimples
All these bad bitches poppin' up
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
She a certified freak wit some ass on it
When we in the club throw a stack on it
She got billion dollar coochi, throw the cash on it
When she back it up on me, I'ma grab on it
The way she make it bounce, Im'a latch on it
I'ma take you to the mall blow a bag on it
Hop into the whip hit the gas on her
Go and make a flip, hit the dab on her
When I'm in the city you know I be wit a bad bitch
Birthday suit baby girl got passion
We be with the baddest all these other girls be slackin'
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
I came to ball I got money to spend
Its her birthday she out drinkin' with her friends
I'ma Gamecock this rooster scoopin' for some hens
And I can't stop unless I'm leavin' wit a 10
Hated by many loved by few
King K all day baby they can't do it like I do
Little rooty toot booty ripe like juicy fruit
Damn her body fine, make me wanna reproduce
Just left the bar, now we in the backseat
She playin' with my dick while I'm squeezin' on her ass cheeks
Whose her friend? Oh the girl I had last week
Lord I'm gonna sin cuz her whole team Freek-A-Leek's
Shawty asked me if I fucked her friend, I might of
Baby its a playa party all your girls invited
Got her face down ass up thats the way she like it
Birthday cakes girl I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday baby let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Its your birthday let me bite it
Cakes Cakes Cakes girl
I'ma bout to light it up
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Patrick Baltzigar, Franklin Deleanor Jones, Gomez Christopher Chris, Justin Van O'neal, Mark Christopher Hardin Jr.
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