They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor
At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later
Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Im happy with the score
Ima go until my arm's sore
My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
Come with me, to madrid thats where real play
But it was ma birthday yesterday,
Think i need another play
It ain't my birthday today
Its all bullshit, you gotta do what makes you happy
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
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