eighteen (swag surfin rmx)
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Yo, happy birthday my boy Big shit coming soon, bra You bout to be up soon, Just wait on it Happy birthday Happy birthday, breathe Happy birthday gang, Big 18 bro I'm proud of you Hey, happy birthday to my brother, breathe man It's your big one do it up, cuz Happy G-Day, Breathe We've been doing this for the longest, bro You my day one in this shit, bro These niggas gon' see the vision I've been seeing for the longest All you gotta do is wake these niggas up Yeah, bullets knock them down like we playing Tetris Her nigga so broke, that boy shop at Nexus Me and Tip up in a foreign, yeah, we cruising up in that Lexus Shawty bad and bougie, yeah, you know that she came straight from Texas Yeah Yeah, she look like Megan That boy is not stepping Real Hunter, she like how I'm flexing You know that I'm flexing, huh Yeah, I'm flexing You know that I'm flexing, huh Yeah, I'm flexing I'm swagging, I'm surfing No, you can't get no Birkin No, I cannot f*ck with that little bitch, cuz she burning Benz truck, yeah, you know I'm swerving In the studio, yeah, you know that I'm working That bitch, she lying, she say she a virgin When I walk in the mall, you know that I'm splurging Yeah, you know I get the money, spend it all on clothes He want the smoke, nigga, then we blow In the back of the Benz, riding around my pole Niggas be rats, I know they told Niggas hating, yeah, that shit getting old She so bad, so I gotta be bold When you get in that jam, we know you gon' fold Yeah, we know you gon' rat Oh he talking hot? put a hole this back Jayson, he gon' slap with that strap Fyah, he gon' knock off your hat Judah, he gon' slap with that mac Call up Neo, he gon' slide where you at Dre was there when I first started rap And I'm from the bottom, but I'm not going back No, I ain't going back to them days Me and bro was on that block, we was trying to find a way That bitch, she left me when she was supposed to stay But I don't care about that shit no more I'm just trying to get paid Yeah, bullets knock them down like we playing Tetris Her nigga so broke, that boy shop at Nexus Me and Tip up in a foreign, yeah, we cruising up in that Lexus Shawty bad and bougie, yeah, you know that she came straight from Texas (Maybach Music) Yeah Yeah, she look like Megan That boy is not stepping Real Hunter, she like how I'm flexing You know that I'm flexing, huh Yeah, I'm flexing You know that I'm flexing, huh Yeah, I'm flexing It's a real hunter bday, whole lot of hunter shit man If you're not a hunter, stay the f*ck up out the way, simple It's your boy Fyah Fragrance, man Happy birthday, Breathe Yo, happy birthday, bra I told you, bra It's only going up from here my nigga, it's only going up You already know who the f*ck it is Big Kay from the motherfucking way Happy birthday, Breathe You better keep running that shit up like how you been doing Hey man, happy birthday, bra Big 18, bra I love you bro, live it up Happy birthday, bra Nigga, finally 18 Happy birthday to my fucking dog Y'all know big eight fucking teen
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