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Birthday Video (MV)




Performed By: Waraire Boswell
Language: English
Length: 4:21
Written by: Waraire Boswell




Waraire Boswell - Birthday Lyrics




Yes
Let me talk about a born day
Jessie Blane on the Broadway
We comfortable
As silk or Karate shoes
Or Muhammad with his one two's
My eldest son posed a question
That was potent to me
How you grow from a child
To man that I see
Thumbing through my memories
I can casually see
My older sister
Gently posted on an LTD
We
Black family on a treelined street
Culdasac high view
Where middle
Incomes meet
Peep
Way b4 the Cosby show
Papa had a business
Put him in position
To stack doe relentless
That's Music for the girls
Noise fa the boys
Told me when the stress come
Son remain poised
Papa never fancied his charm
Like Nicholas Barnes
He Black
Patrice Lamba
Africa on his Arm.
Calm

I put the memory on replay
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Man act a fool with the word play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Listen to words as they replay, reply
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday

Now my Mama
Sweet like a Candy yam
Praising God every second Man
Praising God every minute fam
She'd be like
See In this world
It's about
You two
So take care
Ya sista
Way she take care of you two!!
Poof
Now we back in my living room
Music blast
Classic cold tunes
R&B
Even Blue eye soul
He played the litmney
Back when he had his good kidneys
20 kid in the back
Come one
Come all
Some disobedient
Others obedient ya'll
For the
Optimus prime
Was on my BI
Playing with those Joes
They was GI
Due to little thieving hands
My hands
Got real
Neighborhood and Daddy birthday Party
Where my fist got skilled
Real
Back to the party
The cake
I want a piece
Pajama I was wearing
One piece
(What up brother
Peace)
PEEP

I put the memory on replay
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Man act a fool with the word play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
I tell the truth while then-beat play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday

Now I spoke about the party
Lets talk about the people In it
From the dark
To the light skin-it
See the smile opulent
Memories so vivid
Talk about it
Cause lived it
Everybody in the party Officical
This ain't for waste man
All black no spray tan
Poppa wore Dashiki
Mama wore the Jordash
Nothing ghetto
This is all class
Mrs Tompkins looked amazing in Her ysl
Skinny Ken
Leather jacket
GUCCI Wide leg Bell.
Couples all throughout the party
Phillis Hymen was there
Gentlemen in velvet
With a part in their hair
Ladies named Rasual-la-la
Brothers was named Deon
Property owners
No peons
Folks with Degrees
Making cheese
Others was dope dealing
All dancing to sexual healing
Appealing!

I put the memory on replay
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Man act a fool w/ the word play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Listen to words as they replay, reply
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
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English

Yes
Let me talk about a born day
Jessie Blane on the Broadway
We comfortable
As silk or Karate shoes
Or Muhammad with his one two's
My eldest son posed a question
That was potent to me
How you grow from a child
To man that I see
Thumbing through my memories
I can casually see
My older sister
Gently posted on an LTD
We
Black family on a treelined street
Culdasac high view
Where middle
Incomes meet
Peep
Way b4 the Cosby show
Papa had a business
Put him in position
To stack doe relentless
That's Music for the girls
Noise fa the boys
Told me when the stress come
Son remain poised
Papa never fancied his charm
Like Nicholas Barnes
He Black
Patrice Lamba
Africa on his Arm.
Calm

I put the memory on replay
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Man act a fool with the word play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Listen to words as they replay, reply
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday

Now my Mama
Sweet like a Candy yam
Praising God every second Man
Praising God every minute fam
She'd be like
See In this world
It's about
You two
So take care
Ya sista
Way she take care of you two!!
Poof
Now we back in my living room
Music blast
Classic cold tunes
R&B
Even Blue eye soul
He played the litmney
Back when he had his good kidneys
20 kid in the back
Come one
Come all
Some disobedient
Others obedient ya'll
For the
Optimus prime
Was on my BI
Playing with those Joes
They was GI
Due to little thieving hands
My hands
Got real
Neighborhood and Daddy birthday Party
Where my fist got skilled
Real
Back to the party
The cake
I want a piece
Pajama I was wearing
One piece
(What up brother
Peace)
PEEP

I put the memory on replay
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Man act a fool with the word play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
I tell the truth while then-beat play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday

Now I spoke about the party
Lets talk about the people In it
From the dark
To the light skin-it
See the smile opulent
Memories so vivid
Talk about it
Cause lived it
Everybody in the party Officical
This ain't for waste man
All black no spray tan
Poppa wore Dashiki
Mama wore the Jordash
Nothing ghetto
This is all class
Mrs Tompkins looked amazing in Her ysl
Skinny Ken
Leather jacket
GUCCI Wide leg Bell.
Couples all throughout the party
Phillis Hymen was there
Gentlemen in velvet
With a part in their hair
Ladies named Rasual-la-la
Brothers was named Deon
Property owners
No peons
Folks with Degrees
Making cheese
Others was dope dealing
All dancing to sexual healing
Appealing!

I put the memory on replay
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Man act a fool w/ the word play
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
Birthday
Listen to words as they replay, reply
Tell a story bout my daddy birthday
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Waraire Boswell
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