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Flo Rida

Birthday

 

Birthday

(album: Mail On Sunday - 2008)


Ross, Flo Rida
Poe Boy Entertainment
Like I said, we the best, Flo Rida, apt, nillions

I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)

I gone be honest tomorrow ain't promised that's why I say this
Here today then you gone like renting a car from Avis
Hurts but it's the truth your driving out that Mercedes
That's why I be on point, I'm never procrastinating
You better be dodging satin the pussy nigga be hating
Want his cake and eat it too, you you do greasy like bacon
Everyday money chasing, I'm so in love with the fragrance
So what, I'm a little impatient, you dope man, ain't got no patience
Boy I feel like I'm racing, before I become a raisin
Those strippers hotter then cajen', my daily be in rotation
The daily birthday occasion, I'm rarely off of vacation
I'm barely owing the nation the Nelly dollars are raking

I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)

I ain't talking next year
I ain't talking in a month
I ain't talking in a week
Every day I wanna stunt
Every day I want sum candles
Every day a hundred bucks
Every day I pull up in Lambos, filet mignon for lunch
What my birthday
You got my birthday
When my birthday
You better say my birthday
I get emotional
That's what c-notes will do
Them penny loafer shoes help me cop a Bentley coupe
Now my string of women hotter than Campbells soup
Boy that cake will make them priests turn to animals

I'm King Kong and it's your training day
Denzel with the ice and I'm pushing weight
I ain't tryna make 'em all
I ain't tryna down oay
If biggie got a wife she ain't with him not day
Ain't nobody here to stay
You can try to get away
I'mm bounce a nigga pray
My advice still the same, aye

I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)
I don't want no cake on my birthday
I want my cake errday (Errday)

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