Yeah
Since you didn't wan' turn up with me
I was dancing with bitches in the club, tryn' act like that shit wasn't hurting me
You said I would feel how I did you
I think I feel it most certainly
Going berserk like a percs in me
But I don't that, that's the perks in me
Perfectionist, yeah, I got it internally
Got people who ride and don't mind celebrating like that shit a fraternity
I got a new whip that's from Germany
You boys ain't showing maturity
Skipped over your songs, they disturbing me
These scars I got ain't from surgery
I look at 'em and they encourage me
Birthday month for the real ones
Birthday month for the real ones
Birthday month for the real niggas
Birthday month for the real bitches
Yeah, yeah
Bring the spring, celebrate with my team
We just pregaming for the summer
Time to blow all the candles out
Time to blow out the candles on the cake
Gettin' older, but I feel younger in age
Louie boots, so I can stomp on these snakes
It's my month, man, f*ck just a day
Yeah
It's my birthday too
Why you actin' like it ain't?
It's my birthday too
Who already pissed you off this month?
'Cause it's my birthday too
Why you only tryn' make it all about you, girl?
It's my birthday too
Uh, lil' mama tryn' go all out for me
Thinkin' I wouldn't catch on
She just wants shit back from me
F*ck it, b-day twins, we turning up
Ass shakin', poppin' bottles in clubs
Got you something I left up in the cut
Just hope you like it and I pray it's enough
Kel Mauri - My Birthday Too Lyrics
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Yeah
Since you didn't wan' turn up with me
I was dancing with bitches in the club, tryn' act like that shit wasn't hurting me
You said I would feel how I did you
I think I feel it most certainly
Going berserk like a percs in me
But I don't that, that's the perks in me
Perfectionist, yeah, I got it internally
Got people who ride and don't mind celebrating like that shit a fraternity
I got a new whip that's from Germany
You boys ain't showing maturity
Skipped over your songs, they disturbing me
These scars I got ain't from surgery
I look at 'em and they encourage me
Birthday month for the real ones
Birthday month for the real ones
Birthday month for the real niggas
Birthday month for the real bitches
Yeah, yeah
Bring the spring, celebrate with my team
We just pregaming for the summer
Time to blow all the candles out
Time to blow out the candles on the cake
Gettin' older, but I feel younger in age
Louie boots, so I can stomp on these snakes
It's my month, man, f*ck just a day
Yeah
It's my birthday too
Why you actin' like it ain't?
It's my birthday too
Who already pissed you off this month?
'Cause it's my birthday too
Why you only tryn' make it all about you, girl?
It's my birthday too
Uh, lil' mama tryn' go all out for me
Thinkin' I wouldn't catch on
She just wants shit back from me
F*ck it, b-day twins, we turning up
Ass shakin', poppin' bottles in clubs
Got you something I left up in the cut
Just hope you like it and I pray it's enough
Since you didn't wan' turn up with me
I was dancing with bitches in the club, tryn' act like that shit wasn't hurting me
You said I would feel how I did you
I think I feel it most certainly
Going berserk like a percs in me
But I don't that, that's the perks in me
Perfectionist, yeah, I got it internally
Got people who ride and don't mind celebrating like that shit a fraternity
I got a new whip that's from Germany
You boys ain't showing maturity
Skipped over your songs, they disturbing me
These scars I got ain't from surgery
I look at 'em and they encourage me
Birthday month for the real ones
Birthday month for the real ones
Birthday month for the real niggas
Birthday month for the real bitches
Yeah, yeah
Bring the spring, celebrate with my team
We just pregaming for the summer
Time to blow all the candles out
Time to blow out the candles on the cake
Gettin' older, but I feel younger in age
Louie boots, so I can stomp on these snakes
It's my month, man, f*ck just a day
Yeah
It's my birthday too
Why you actin' like it ain't?
It's my birthday too
Who already pissed you off this month?
'Cause it's my birthday too
Why you only tryn' make it all about you, girl?
It's my birthday too
Uh, lil' mama tryn' go all out for me
Thinkin' I wouldn't catch on
She just wants shit back from me
F*ck it, b-day twins, we turning up
Ass shakin', poppin' bottles in clubs
Got you something I left up in the cut
Just hope you like it and I pray it's enough
Writer: Kelvin Myers
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