Birthday (feat. Young Thug, Skooly & Yung Booke)
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Birthday (feat. Young Thug, Skooly & Yung Booke) lyrics

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And I'm blowin' cash like it's my birthday I came in here swaggin' like the first day I made my main man part of the plan (ooh) I'm puttin' up mil's up just for my kids (yeah, yeah) I run it up, I am not with that playin We blowin' cake every day like it's a birthday (yeah, woo, yeah) Birthday, ayy, birthday, ayy (yeah) Yeah, it's my time to to have a turnt day, I'm from the worst, yeah (ayy) I came from worse, but see now it's my birthday (yeah) I'm rich as fuck and she love it (I'm havin' money) I'm a real nigga, you can't thug me I missed the days when we were hustlin' (I miss the days) I'm in a Benz, came from a bucket (yeah, yeah) She fucked me good and went to bustin' (bah) I cheat again, she still love me I let it in, I don't read nothin' (I swear) Let's save your grace and get this paper I'm birthday boy, I got my cake up They told me not to let 'em play with us Soon as you step, they get to hatin' ya (woah, oh, yeah, yeah) I made my main man part of the plan (ooh) I'm puttin' up mil's up just for my kids (yeah, yeah) I run it up, I am not with that playin (I ran this shit straight up, yeah) We blowin' cake every day like it's a birthday (yeah, woo, yeah) Birthday, ayy, birthday, ayy (yeah) Yeah, it's my time to to have a turnt day, I'm from the worst, yeah (ayy, ayy) I came from worse, but see now it's my birthday (yeah) Coupe [?] (hey) Old racks in my safe (old racks in my safe) [?] diamond, my bae (my bae) Circle chains, my paper (circle chains and my paper) Shoe blue, Bottega, y'all mess with green face? Yeah Rockin' chains in this foreign whip, Kunta Kinte (woo) I went Patek, lil' bitch if you thirty, huh Run up mil's with me, now I got leverage (hold up) Let it cross and now they regret it Cause an earthquake, we get you [?] (yeah) In my city, I'm bigger than Michael (yeah) My bitch wanna nose job (bitch wanna nose job) I be makin' her head bop (come on) I gave niggas a head start (okay) I open up my gift now, I get what I deserve In the middle of the get down, I'm gettin' on her nerves Like, can you feed me cake? (Cake) can I see your cake? (Huh) You can't blow my candles out, I'm still gettin' paper I made my main man part of the plan (ooh, slime, what up?) I'm puttin' up mil's up just for my kids (you can't blow my candles out) I run it up, I am not with that playin (you can't blow my candles out, out) We blowin' cake every day like it's a birthday (out, yeah, woo, yeah) Birthday, ayy, birthday, ayy (yeah, yeah, woah) Yeah, it's my time to to have a turnt day, I'm from the worst, yeah (ayy, ayy) I came from worse, but see now it's my birthday (yeah) Birthday, ayy, birthday, ayy (yeah, yeah, woah) Yeah, it's my time to to have a turnt day, I'm from the worst, yeah (ayy, ayy) I came from worse, but see now it's my birthday (yeah) Oh, you can't blow my candles out, out You can't blow my candles out, out My birthday, yeah

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