Birthday song

Yeah
birthday, its your birthday
if i die bury me inside that
Louis store

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 ho
All I want for my birthday is a big
booty ho

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 ho
all I want for my birthday is a big
booty ho

she got a big booty so I call
her big booty
scrr.. scrr.. wrists moving cookin’, getting to it

I’m in the kitchen, yams everywhere
just made a jug, I got bands
everywhere you the realest nigga
breathin’ if I hold my
breath
referee, with the whistle,
brrrrr! Hold his tech


extend clip,extend roll
when your girl leave me
she need a hair salon

hair weave killer
goin’ on a trapathon
see I done had more
bombs than Pakistan

drop bomb, dro bomb, and a pill
bomb
see nigga, im ballin’, you in will call

when I die, bury me
inside the jewelry store
when I die, bury me
inside the truey store

true to my religion,2 everything I’m
too different
so when I die, bury me next to 2
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 ho
all I want for my birthday is a big
booty ho 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 ho
all I want for my birthday is a big
booty ho

ah,yeezy yeezy how you
do it huh?
Its my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh?

She holding out, she aint
Givin’ to the needy huh?

You to downstairs and fall
Asleep with the t.v. on
Yall been together ten
Years, you deserve a
Ménage

‘specially if you put that
BMW in a garage

Specially if you paid a couple
Payments on her mamma crib
Went to her 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 west
end?¨

how ‘bout she hit the
westin and get her best
friend?

I’m jokin’, I’m just serious,
I asked her
Don’t be actin’ like no
Actress, if we preachin’ then
We practice

Don’t be reachin’,
Don’t be touchin’ shit

We in kanye west’s
Benz
Cause 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 ho
All I want for my birthday is a big
Booty ho

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 ho
All I want for my birthday isa a big
Booty ho

Its your birthday, its
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 merces
Tell the dj play your
Song, this shit come on

What I’m seein’ from
The back I cant 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 girl, get it girl
Get it get it girl
I might switch it up
And get ya girl

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 ho
all I want for my birthday is a big
booty ho

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 ho
all I want for my birthday is a big
booty ho

deuce and ye
we like snoop
and dre
isn’t this your birthday,baby?
You deserve a coup today

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