Birthday Song - Chopped Not Slopped

They ask me what I do, and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

When I die bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die bury me inside the Louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (2chainz)
Birth, birthday, birth, birthday
Birth, birthday, birth, birthday

They ask me what I do, and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

When I die bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die bury me inside the Louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (2chainz)

She got a big booty so I call her big booty
Skirt, skirt, wrists moving, cooking it
I'm in the kitchen, yams everywhere
She made a juice, I got bands everywhere

You the realest nigga breathing if I hold my breath
You the realest nigga breathing if I hold my breath
You the realest nigga breathing if I hold my breath

Referee with the whistle, hold his tech
Extendo clip, extendo roll
Extendo clip, extendo roll
Extendo clip, extendo roll

When your girl leave me, she need a hair salon
Hair weave killer, going on a trapathon
See I done have more bars than Pakistan
Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb
Don't call and I pimp bombs
See nigga I'm boring real call

When I die bury me inside the jewelry store
When I die bury me inside the Truey store
True to my religion, true everything I'm too different!
So when I die, bury me next to two bitches

They ask me what I do, and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

When I die bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die bury me inside the Louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty call hoe

Uh, Yeezy, Yeezy how you doing huh
It's my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh
She holdin out, she ain't givin to the needy huh
You go downstairs and fall asleep with the tv on
Ya'll been together 10 years, you deserve a menage

Especially if you put that BMW in the garage
Especially if you paid a couple payments on her mama crib
Werent't you at niece's graduation, man I hate those kids
Last birthday, she got you a new sweater
Put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her, do better

She said how 'bout I get you jewelry from the - do better
She said how 'bout I get you jewelry from the - do better

She said, how 'bout I get you jewelry from the Weston
How 'bout she hit the West Inn and get her best friend
I'm joking, I'm just serious, I asked her
Don't be acting like no actress, if we preaching then we practice
Don't be reaching don't be touching shit
We in Kanye West's Benz cuz I will turn you back to a pedestrian

They ask me what I do, and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

When I die bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die bury me inside the Louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty call hoe

It's your birthday, it's your birthday
It's your birthday, it's your birthday
It's your birthday, it's your birthday
Bad bitch contest, you in first place
You in first place, you in first place
Bad bitch contest, you in first place

I show up with a check to your work place
Then hand the valet the keys to the Mercy
Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on
What I'm seeing from the back I can't front on
Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on
What I'm seeing from the back I can't front on
Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on
What I'm seeing from the back I can't front on

They ask me what I do, and who I do it for
When I die bury me inside the booty club
Get it good, get it good, get it get good
I might switch it up and get you good

They ask me what I do, and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

When I die bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die bury me inside the Louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

Deuce and Ye
We like Snoop and Dre
Isn't this your birthday, baby?
You deserve a Coupe today, wow

You in first place, you in first place
Bad bitch contest, you in first place



Credits
Writer(s): Rico Brooks, Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke, Tauheed Epps, Stepan Taft, Kanye Omari West, Brandon Michael Whitfield, Mike Dean, Anthony Kilhoffer
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