Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Mmm, look like DJ Chose
(It's my birthday)
Ooh, is it your birthday?
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
Birthday, ooh, you look twenty-two
In your birthday suit, you look like food
Ass in the back, look at how it move
If you throw it back, I know what to do (throw it, throw it, throw it)
She must be a Sag, got a lot of ass
You must be a Leo, my lil loyal ass freak hoe
You must be a Cancer, shake it like a dancer
You must be a Gemini, you ain't got no manners
Hap-py fucking birth-day
Hey, kill 'em hoes, do 'em in the worst way
Head down yeah, you gon' have to work today
It's your- it's your- it's your fucking birthday
(Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it)
You must be a Libra
And she got that water-water, she must be a keeper
Aquarius got two sides, she must be a zebra
She ain't got no act right, but you know I'm a teacher
She say she the pussy fairy, she must be an Aries
She just like cherries, and she thick very
Ooh I think she like me, she must be a Pisces
Got to have her own money, 'cause her neck icy
She a Capricorn, a Capricorn
She might be a virgin, cuz she ain't no broke hoe
I think she a Taurus, oh she a Taurus
Shorty got that water, Honduras
Birthday, ooh, you look twenty-two
In your birthday suit, you look like food
Ass in the back, look at how it move
If you throw it back, I know what to do (throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it)
She must be a Sag, got a lot of ass
You must be a Leo, my lil loyal ass freak hoe
You must be a Cancer, shake it like a dancer
You must be a Gemini, you ain't got no manners
Hap-py fucking birth-day
Hey, kill 'em hoes, do 'em in the worst way
Head down yeah, you gon' have to work today
It's your- it's your- it's your fucking birthday
Yeah, what you turn, I just turned rich (Ay)
Age ain't a number, I could ice your whole wrist
If I shoot my shot, baby
I ain't finna miss (swish)
If I hold it down, baby, tell me would you switch
'Cause I need something solid (solid)
Tell me can you ride it (skrt skrt)
Treat me like Atlanta, backroom of the Filis
Shorty had that good head
I put her through college
Shorty got that good head
I call her for knowledge
(Brrrrrrr)
(Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it)
You must be a Libra
And she got that water-water, she must be a keeper
Scorpios got two sides, she a rider and a eater
But if you don't keep it loyal, she delete ya, nice to meet ya
Birthday, ooh, you look twenty-two
In your birthday suit, you look like food
Ass in the back, look at how it move
If you throw it back, I know what to do (throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it)
She must be a Sag, got a lot of ass
You must be a Leo, my lil loyal ass freak hoe
You must be a Cancer, shake it like a dancer
You must be a Gemini, you ain't got no manners
Hap-py fucking birth-day
Hey, kill 'em hoes, do 'em in the worst way
Head down yeah, you gon' have to work today
It's your- it's your- it's your fucking birthday
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there)
(Mmm, look like DJ Chose)