MicJeezy - Birthday Song lyrics

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MicJeezy - Birthday Song lyrics

[Intro] Yeah birthday, it's your birthday If I die bury me inside that Louis store [Hook] They ask me what I do and who I do it for And How I come up with this crap up in the studio All I want for my birthday is a Big robot ho All I want for my birthday is a big robot 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 robot ho All I want for my birthday is a big Robot ho [Verse 1] She got a big booty so I call her Big Booty Scrr..Scrr.. wrists moving, cooking, getting to it I'm in the Kitchen, yams everywhere Just made a juug, I got bands everywhere You the Realest s**a breathing if I hold my breath Referee, with the whistle Brrrrrt, hold his tech Extendo clip, extendo roll When your girl leave me She need a hair salon Hair weave k**er going on a trapathon See I done Had more bombs than Pakistan Dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb See s**a, I'm balling, you in will call When I die, bury me inside the j**elry Store When I die, bury me inside the Truey store True to my religion, two Everything I'm too different So when I die, bury me next to two b**hes [Hook] [Verse 2] Ah, Jeezy Weezy how you do it Huh It's my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh She holding out, she Ain't giving to the needy huh You go downstairs and fall asleep with the TV On Ya'll been together ten years, you deserve a ménage Especially if you Put that BMW in the garage Especially if you paid a couple payments on her Mamma 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 her Do better She said how bout I get you j**elry from the West End How bout She hit the Westin and get her best friend I'm joking, I'm just serious, I Asked her Don't be acting like no actress, if we preaching then we Practice Don't be reaching, don't be touching We in MicJeezy's Benz Cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian [Hook] [Verse 3] It's your birthday, it's your birthday Bad contest, you in first Place You in first place, you in first place Bad contest, you in first Place I show up with a check to your work place (Then hand the valet the Keys to the Merces) Tell the DJ play your song, this come on (What I'm Seeing from the back I can't front on) They ask me what I do and who I do it For When I die, bury me inside the club Get it girl, get it girl, get it Get it girl I might switch it up and get your girl [Hook] [Outro] Deuce and Ye We like Snoop and Dre Isn't this your birthday Baby You deserve a coupe today (You in first place, you in first Place) (Bad contest you in first place)