Birthday Song

Yeah Birthday, it's 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 that Gucci store When I die, bury me inside that 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' to it I'm in the kitchen, yams everywhere Just made a juug, I got bands everywhere You the realest nigga breathin' if I hold my breath Referee, with the whistle, brrt! hold his tech Extendo clip, extendo 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 Dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb See nigga, I'm 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, two 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 that Gucci store When I die, bury me inside that 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? It's my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh? She holding out, she ain't givin' to the needy huh? You go downstairs and fall asleep with the T.V. on Y'all been together ten years, you deserve a ménage 'Specially if you put that BMW in her 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 Weston?" How 'bout she hit the 'West Inn' 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 that Gucci store When I die, bury me inside that Louis store All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 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 Mercys') Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on (What I'm seein' 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 girl, get it girl, get it get it girl I might switch it up and get you 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 that Gucci store When I die, bury me inside that 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 coupe today (You in first place, you in first place) (Bad bitches contest you in first place!)