Birthday Song Lyrics - 2 Chainz

Yeah 

Birthday, it's your birthday 

If I die bury me inside that Louis store 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for Yeah 

Birthday, it's your birthday 

If I die bury me inside the Louis store 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for 

And how I come up with this shit up in the studio 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe 

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All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe 

When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store 

When I die, bury me inside the Louis store 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe 

She got a big booty so I call her Big Booty 

Scrr Scrr, Wrists moving, cookin' to it 

I'm in the kitchen, yams everywhere 

Just made a jugg I got bands everywhere 

You the realest nigga breathin' if I hold my breath 

Referee, with the whistle (err), hold his tech 

Extendo clip, extendo roll 

When your girl leave me she need a hair salon 

Hair weave killer, goin' on a trapathon 

See I done have more bombs than Pakistan 

Photos 

Dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb 

See nigga, I'm ballin' you in will call 

When I die, bury me inside the jewelry store 

When I die, bury me inside the Truey store 

True to my religion, true everything I'm too different 

So when I die, bury me next to 2 bitches 

Ah, Yeezy Yeezy how you doing huh? 

It's my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh? 

She holding out, she ain't givin' to the needy huh? 

You go downstairs and fall asleep with the T.V on 

Ya'll been together ten years, you deserve a Minaj 

'Specially if you put that BMW in the garage 

'Specially if you paid a couple payments on her mamma crib 

Weren't you at niece's graduation? Man, I hate those kids 

Last birthday, she got you a new sweater 

Put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her, "Do better" 

She said, "How 'bout I get you jewelry from the West End?" 

How 'bout she hit the West End and get her best friend? 

I'm jokin', I'm just serious, I asked her 

Don't be actin' like no actress, if we preachin' then we practice 

Don't be reachin', don't be touchin' shit 

We in Kanye West's benz, 'cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian 

Yeah 

It's your birthday, it's your birthday 

Bad bitch contest, you in first place 

You in first place, you in first place 

Bad bitch contest, you in first place 

I show up with a check to your work place 

(Then hand the valet the keys to the Merces) 

Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on 

(What I'm seein' from the back I can't front on) 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for 

When I die, bury me inside the booty club 

Get it girl, get it girl, get it get it girl 

I might switch it up and get you girl 

Deuce and Ye 

We like Snoop and Dre 

And it's your birthday, baby 

You deserve a coupe today 

(You in first place, you in first place) 

(Bad bitch contest you in first place 

And how I come up with this shit up in the studio 

All I want for my birthday is a big bag ae gear 

All I want for my birthday is a big bag ae gear 

When I die, bury me inside that Gucci store 

When I die, bury me inside that Louis store 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

She got a big booty so I call her Big Booty 

Scrr.Scrr. Wrists moving, cookin' to it 

I'm in the kitchen, yams everywhere 

Just made a jewel, I got bands everywhere 

You the realest nigga breathin' if I hold my breath 

Referee, with the whistle, brrrrrt! hold his tech 

Extendo clip, extendo roll 

When your girl leave me she need a hair salon 

Hair weave killer goin' on a trapathon 

See I done had more bombs than Pakistan 

Dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb 

See nigga, I'm ballin', you in will call 

When I die, bury me inside the jewelry store 

When I die, bury me inside the Truey store 

True to my religion, true everything I'm too different 

So when I die, bury me next to two bitches 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for 

And how I come up with this shit up in the studio 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

When I die, bury me inside that Gucci store 

When I die, bury me inside that Louis store 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

Ah, Yeezy Yeezy how you do it huh? 

It's my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh? 

She holding out, she ain't givin' to the needy huh? 

You go downstairs and fall asleep with the T.V, on 

Ya'll been together ten years, you deserve a ménage 

'Specially if you put that BMW in the garage 

'Specially if you paid a couple payments on her mamma crib 

Weren't you at niece's graduation? Man, I hate those kids 

Last birthday, she got you a new sweater 

Put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her, "Do better" 

She said, "How 'bout I get you jewelry from the Weston?" 

How 'bout she hit the Westin and get her best friend? 

I'm jokin', I'm just serious, I asked her 

Don't be actin' like no actress, if we preachin' then we practice 

Don't be reachin', don't be touchin' shit 

We in Kanye West's Benz 

Cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for 

And how I come up with this shit up in the studio 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

When I die, bury me inside that Gucci store 

When I die, bury me inside that Louis store 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

It's your birthday, it's your birthday 

Bad bitches contest, you in first place 

You in first place, you in first place 

Bad bitches contest, you in first place 

I show up with a check to your work place 

(Then hand the valet the keys to the Mercy) 

Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on 

(What I'm seein' from the back I can't front on) 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for 

When I die, bury me inside the booty club 

Get it girl, get it girl, get it get it girl 

I might switch it up and get you girl 

They ask me what I do and who I do it for 

And how I come up with this shit up in the studio 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

When I die, bury me inside that Gucci store 

When I die, bury me inside that Louis store 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho 

Deuce and Ye 

We like Snoop and Dre 

Isn't this your birthday, baby? 

You deserve a coupe today 

You in first place, you in first place 

Bad bitches contest you in first place!