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Rick Ross - Birthday Lyrics

Birthday Song Lyrics
Birthday by Rick Ross God forgives, I don’t
Gold, mmg tour
Leave the money on the scale
How real is that?

It’s been minutes since I’ve been to church
So I’m 27, can I spit a verse?
Praying on the week, I should send some flowers
I’m laying in the sheets, I’m well endowed
Tryna get the money steve forbes got
I’m slowly climbing up, delete your spot
Net worth nigga, hoes love to google me
Heavy jewelry, swimming trunks on the corner piece
Condo on park ave, the mansion in boca
20 bedroom, my shipment get in oprah’s
Dreams and nightmares, yea I’m still having those
Side effects but niggas living like animals
Tequila cupcake for a kingpin
Black bar mitzvah, niggas ain’t seen shit
Obama fund raiser, all dope boys
Blow your candle out, so on and so forth
Boys in the hood, nigga game ain’t changed
Hard to make love wearing 8 chains
Death to my enemies, tattoo all in my memories
Use the project grounds for my assemblies
I respect the tenant, don’t step on my tennis
Follow chain of command come play my lieutenant

They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with the 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 the gucci store
When I die bury me inside the 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 him big booty
West movie, couldn’t get into it
I’m in the kitchen, yea I’m’s everywhere
Jamaya juice, I got bands everywhere
You the realest nigga breathin if I hold my breath
Referee with a whistle, hold his tat
Extendo clip (extendo clip)
Extendo roll (extendo roll)
When your girl lead mission at your house alone
Hell we killin, goin on a chopathon
See I don’t have my balls in pakistan
Dope bomb, joe bomb and I peel bomb
See nigga I’ve been balling you in real kong
When I die bury me inside the jewelry store
When I die bury me inside the jewelry store
True to my religion, to 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 the 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 the gucci store
When I die bury me inside the louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho

Ahhh easy easy how you do it hah
It’s my birthday, I deserve to be greedy hah
She holding out, she ain’t give it to the needy hah
You go down stairs and fall asleep with your tv on
Drop in the other 10 years, you deserve a ménage
Specially if you put that bmw in er garage
Specially if you made a couple beemers on her mama 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 er do better
She said how bout I get you jewelry from the west in?
How bout she hit he west in and get a best friend?
I’m jokin, I’m just serious, I asked er
Don’t be actin like no actress
If we preach it then we practice
Don’t be reachin, don’t be touchin shit
We in kanye west benz cuz our wheel turn you back, you a pedestrian

They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with the 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 the gucci store
When I die bury me inside the 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 win first place
You win first place, you win first place
Bad bitch contest, you win first place

I show up with a check to your work place
Then hand he valet the keys to the merces
Tell the dj play your song, this should come up uh
When I’m seein from the back I can’t front er on
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
When I die bury me inside the booty blub
Get it good, get it good, get it get it good
I might switch it up and get your girl

They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with the 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 the gucci store
When I die bury me inside the louis store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho

Deucy yay
We like snoop and dre
And this your birthday baby
You deserve a coup that drag

You win first place, you win first place
Bad bitch contest, you win first place