Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Its all bullshit, you gotta do what makes you happy
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
Its as beautiful as a birthday cake
Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake
But it was ma birthday yesterday,
Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day
Now you buying birthday presents
My nigga, its all love
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Just believe in yourself and you'll be happy
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
When your sad angry happy
Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea
Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,
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