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letra de birthday - phoenix jones

[chorus]
she ain’t even have to run to get away with the bread
take sh-t and get and don’t be late with the check
i grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
there’s no lie what i said she lives in the bed
and the truth don’t lie ’cause we still the boss
everybody’s tryin to ball
i’ll hit you up on your birthday while you cuttin your cake
its hard to turn on the hood that made you

[verse 1]
get ’em get ’em up get ’em higher
and some think thеy get fly but we get flyеr
rap guys get bank and think they messiahs but they liars
since them boys think they spit fire
could have gave up but i said give me some more
now i p-ss on europeans you’d think it was p-rn
huh and you never expected that from brad
cree en lo que no ves cree en la lota

without a doubt and if it hits you in the heart don’t pout
on roc-a-fella records in ’96? no doubt no doubt
like no doubt the show’s sold out
oh it’s like that you ‘sidin on yo’ folks now?
the spot my talk it blaze a direct hit
there’s turmoil in your heart but celebration on the sur-face
suckas but he arose on the 3rd day
lost my mind a long time ago to find it need forensics
[chorus]
she ain’t even have to run to get away with the bread
take sh-t and get and don’t be late with the check
i grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
there’s no lie what i said she lives in the bed
and the truth don’t lie ’cause we still the boss
everybody’s tryin to ball
i’ll hit you up on your birthday while you cuttin your cake
its hard to turn on the hood that made you

[verse 2]

long as my shorty with it
i kiss my fourteen stitches
you don’t know who to trust cause you might get shot
god and i are on a first name basis
got my name all in your mouth
i storm in she storm out
i ease up with these 4 pounds
i told em chill out i ain’t in new york now

we takin’ the east never the least
some poser hands me cake at a birthday party
to a girl named marlene
i am the one that they march with
this some sh-t that i wrote legendary like the goat
same way i rock this microphone
i don’t know another way to go
everywhere i go every nation know
[chorus]

she ain’t even have to run to get away with the bread
take sh-t and get and don’t be late with the check
i grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
there’s no lie what i said she lives in the bed
and the truth don’t lie ’cause we still the boss
everybody’s tryin to ball
i’ll hit you up on your birthday while you cuttin your cake
its hard to turn on the hood that made you

- phoenix jones

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