Rick Ross - Birthday lyrics

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Rick Ross - Birthday lyrics

God Forgives I Don't, Gold MMG Tour, Leave the money on the scale How real is dat? Its been a minute since I been to church Psalm 27, can I spit a verse Prayin' on the weak, I should send some flowers I'm layin' in the sheets, I'm well endowed Time to get the money Steve Forbes got Im slowly climbin' up to Lyor spot Net worth n***a hoes love to google me Heavy j**ellery, swimmin' trunks on Laguna beach Condo on Park Ave, The mansion in Boca 20 bedrooms, My sh** bigger than Oprah's Dreams and Nightmares, Yeah I'm still havin' those Side effects for n***as livin' like animals Tequila cupcake for a Kingpin Black Bar Mitzvah n***as ain't seen sh** Obama Fundraiser, All Dope boys Blow ya candle out so on and so forth Boyz in da Hood, n***a game ain't change I done made love wearin' eight chains d**h to my enemies, tattoo all of my memories Use the project ground for my a**emblies I respect the tenant, don't step on my tennis Follow chain and command, Gunplay my lieutenant They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this sh** 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 her Big Booty Scrr..Scrr.. Wrists moving, cookin' to it I'm in the kitchen, yams everywhere Just made a juug, I got bands everywhere You the realest n***a breathin' 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 goin' on a trapathon See I done had more bombs than Pakistan Dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb See n***a, I'm ballin', 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, 2 everything I'm too different So when I die, bury me next to 2 b**hes They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this sh** 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 Ah, Yeezy Yeezy how you do it huh? It's my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh? She holding out, she ain't givin' to the needy huh? You go downstairs and fall asleep with the T.V. on Ya'll been together ten years, you deserve a menage 'Specially if you put that BMW in the garage 'Specially 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**ellery from the West End?" How 'bout she hit the Weston and get her best friend? I'm jokin', I'm just serious, I asked her Don't be actin' like no actress, if we preachin' then we practice Don't be reachin', don't be touchin' sh** We in Kanye West's Benz Cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this sh** 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 b**h contest, you in first place You in first place, you in first place Bad b**h 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 sh** come on (What I'm seein' 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 booty club Get it girl, get it girl, get it get it girl I might switch it up and get you girl They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this sh** 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 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 b**h contest you in first place!)