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letra de birthday - burna boy

[chorus: burna boy]
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)

[verse 1: burna boy]
i got n-ggs on the block
focused on that thot
flippin like a laptop (money)
f-ckin’ now catch your shot
all my b-tches in the pool takin’ pictures and the nude$
posted up on youtube
pop a feeling like it’s full
these bicthes are nasty
f-ck all em n-ggas that swallow my pain yeah
titties plastic
squeezing two hundred and i can’t belive them
i ain’t got no condoms on bed (no)
these b-tches wanna have s-x (s-x)
these b-tches sending me texts
tell me they ain’t feeling well
all these b-tches gotta slow down there
take it easy that’s composure girl
there’s only no jawe girl
[chorus: burna boy]
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)

[verse 2]
i’mma f-ck a bad b-tch till i pass out
in my motherf-cking hundred come harder
for the freaking just so that she dont even find out
roll a switch even a n-gga would slide out
a hundred f-cking racks up in my zone
n-ggers still hatin’ like it’s
smoking
f-cking around wit
now this b-tch be loving my dab
am holding the chords like a stack
so let’s give
party i loby my (party i loby my)
f-ck in this foriegn don’t know her name
back on the plane and am on the stage
check out these haters they all afraid
cos they stagin’ again yeah
it must be my godd-mn birthday
cos i let her eat it like a heishier
and i even trippin’ and she thirsty
cos you i hit it with rehearsal
[chorus: burna boy]
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)

[verse 3]
18 was up in the building
we baut to go through the ceilling
b-tches n-ggers making poor decision
ama take the swimmin’ up pacific
cuff your chick am off the loose
my baby mama is trippin’
baby girl you know the rules
i’m living life to the fullest
don’t let it go through your head
i just keep it one hundred per cent
and i’m county nervous when the ship is surfed
‘baut to turn it up where you dey?
my double cup in the air
that sh-t is cold as a beer
had these chicks all up sending naked photos
ama upload that sh-t to the gram
can drip mississipi’s end
‘baut to slide in at the end
please understand i got the world at my feets
and your girl in my pants
whatcha say young n-gga would do
link up with the reddest and blue
come f-ck with the family juice
i just hate that i had to be you
[chorus: burna boy]
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)
i got b-tches on the floor (b-tches on the floor)
takin’ off their clothes (takin’ off their clothes)
shoppin’ shoppin and they know (round)
it ain’t even my birthday (my birthday)
it ain’t even my birthday (it ain’t even my birthday no)

[verse 4]
b-tches on the pole
and am in position (wa)
and i’mma wanna rock (ahh)
that’s pole position (yeah)
18 medals
that’s a collision (wa}
you gon’ need that plug
cos once you like that spliffin’
cos that sh-t you love is f-cked
everthin known is gold
everything i touch know i midas touch
ma just trip out on a boody
home guy im just like such
guys are
you my type bianka

- burna boy

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