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INTERPRÉTATION
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Yung Ladd
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Gabrielle Nowee
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Hitmaka
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Kimberly Pate
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Safaree Samuels
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Hitmaka
Production
Ronnie "Lil Ronnie" Jackson
Production déléguée
Jaycen Joshua
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Paroles
You know what will happen when we connect right?
(Rock boy beats)
I let you know you worthy
Hitmaker
It's your birthday, baby whatcha wanna do?
Got some bitches, got some pretty bitches coming through
Know I said I never do it, but I guess I lie
Roll a L, Roll a L fuck it lets get high
It's your birthday, baby whatcha wanna do?
Got some bitches, got some pretty bitches coming through
Know I said I never do it but I guess I lie
Roll a L, pour that drank fuck it lets get high
Ooh, put phone down while you're here with me
Ooh, we go 12 way like it's 93
Ooh, body calling 'bout to bump and grind
Mmm, breakfast in bed ain't no wine and dine
Ooh, and you know I'm 'bout my privacy
Ooh, don't tell nobody this shit 'bout me
This shit I be into, only for you
Shit I be into, only for you
(Yeah) It's your birthday, baby whatcha wanna do? (Yo)
Got some bitches, got some pretty bitches coming through
Know I said I never do it, but I guess I lie
Roll a L, Roll a L fuck it lets get high
It's your birthday, baby whatcha wanna do?
Got some bitches, got some pretty bitches coming through
Know I said I never do it but I guess I lie
Roll a L, pour that drank fuck it lets get high
How it feel to be a winner
Never a beginner
Tell 'em I'm a pretty sinner (yeah)
Birthday suit is what you have for dinner
Don't fight me I'm a Pisces
Birthday cake up on his white T
Turn downs unlikely
He checkin' for me like I'm Nike
No spaghetti throw confetti (yeah)
Tell the silly my Giuseppe's (scurr)
Hey big head you ready?
I need that sloppy toppy every
Really want me run it
Imma keep a hunnid
They make me sick to my stomach
They gotta pay me Muhammad
Just like my name is Muhammad
I'm 'bout to drop 'em like dono
Big back in El Reno
You betta get at tasana
I said these bitches is bums
They living off of they momma
But to tell you the truth
I ain't got nothing to prove
Bitches stealing sauce
I'm in first place
Come on eat this cake
It's your birthday
It's your birthday, baby whatcha wanna do? (Yo)
Got some bitches, got some pretty bitches coming through
Know I said I never do it, but I guess I lie
Roll a L, Roll a L fuck it lets get high
It's your birthday, baby whatcha wanna do?
Got some bitches, got some pretty bitches coming through
Know I said I never do it but I guess I lie
Roll a L, pour that drank fuck it lets get high
Lets get high baby, oh
Lets get high baby, oh
Lets get high baby, ooh oh, oh oh oh oh
Is you a virgo, saggitarius, aqarius
'Cause I need some answers
Gemini or a cancer babe?
Tell me baby baby, oh woah, woah
Hey, oh woah, babe
Happy Birthday
Writer(s): Mark Hudson, Christian Ward, Safaree Lloyd Samuels, Floyd Eugene Bentley, Sonyae Elise, Gabrielle N. Nowee, Brian Dimetreis Pickens, Kimberly Michelle Pate, Calvin James Price
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