歌詞
[Verse 1]
Microphone on
Turn me up
Saturday get your, yeah
Saturday get your fleek up
Is you really fucking with a ****?
Imma take you and your friends out we could link up
Drink up
I am so attracted to your body
But I swear it's more than that 'cause you're a creative thinker
I know that you like the high notes
You fine and your thighs kinda got my mind blown
If I go, tell me, would you follow?
Your eyes are divine and they fucking shine though
[Chorus]
It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do
Pick up my phone and let the people come through
It's that day to spend the money on you
Welcome to the jungle
[Chorus]
It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do
Pick up my phone and let the people come through
It's that day to spend the money on you
Welcome to the jungle
[Verse 2]
I said come through with all your friends them
I could take you down to London if you're interested
You know money ain't a problem you'll get the best things
So tell me what you want from me, girl what you want
If I say sit down, shey you go sit down?
If I call, tell me would you hesitate to pick up?
You be gold digger, I control bigger
You suck soul, bust slow, confuse ****
The games she dey play
Ikebe super with the Ikebe
She blocking **** like Dikembe
Never in places where delay dey
Where delay delay dey
Would we ever see again
Feelings I wan feel again
Baby you are killing me, yeah yeah
[Chorus]
It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do
Pick up my phone and let the people come through
It's that day to spend the money on you
Welcome to the jungle
[Chorus]
It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do
Pick up my phone and let the people come through
It's that day to spend the money on you
Welcome to the jungle
Written by: Damiebi Moore Dagogo-Hart
