My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.
The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat
Really i was the one trying to dance
Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans
When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats
And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy
As: other plans got in the way
It ain't my birthday today
If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way
She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt
Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly
In the club i dont dance like diddy!
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