Vanilla Vesus Tip top, hair done, nails done 'Bout to own [?] when I want [?] these Cartier frames, I done spent a lil' something Glasses up, chears to another year around the sun My neck, my back, my hips Hurt from cairieing the weight of being that bitch And I'm staying on they ass, it's that good defence Now they shaking up, bitches full court press Gamed up like E.A In my own lane, I ain't doing shit the free way Kicking shit [?] no lee way Time to get them racks up, baby, it's my BDay [?] but I still give him hell [?] he could tell In case a bitch get too lit, I got [?] Ho, I been with this shit, before the clock hit twelve Big V make that paint job ice cream See I'm outside, but you can't get inside me Boy, please On his knees, off top I'm getting pleased When I see [?] the only time I give and don't receive It's my BDay, it's my BDay In the club, screaming "Go go DJ" That's my DJ, [?] that replay Always treat it like my last, no [?] day Got my ex in [?] text to get back to me If we switch, you know we gon' eat sugar [?] Shoot your shot today, you might get a chance Fuck a happy birthday, you better send them bands Ate that shit, he wanna get lit with a birthday bitch Ate that shit, he wanna get lit with a birthday bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
