My Birthday Lyrics - Gudda Gudda

[Intro - Lil Wayne] 

Yeah, it's on 

Basically.. 

I got Streets in the booth with me 

Dedication trois 

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] 

Now let me talk my shit! 

Fresh up out the water like a caught five fish 

Weezy F bitch 

I can say what I please 

Swagger so cold it stay when I leave 

I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas 

I kill dogs like I'm making chinese food 

Rude only when I gotta be 

Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me 

"Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!" 

Shawty wanna be on my team, she could cheerlead.. 

Sure, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T 

I make a snow angel 

Y'all niggas squares, but aint got no angle 

My shit's so tight you can get strangled 

It's Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes 

Polo jammers, Louis slippers, call that "private plane clothes" 

Oh 

I'm taking off, going to another land 

Call her missus never going to another man 

Shawty knows Weezy, muthafucka, I'm a lover man 

Yeah talk that shit Tune! I gotta wipe my diamond Grill with a tissue 

I talk too much shit 

I eat p-ssy and you suck dick 

[Kidd Kidd] 

Young Kidd KIdd 

They call me "Lil Nut" but my nuts aren't the same 

No homo, that's how I came in the game 

I married Mary Jane, I seen the Spidermane 

The shit that made Pinky blow 

Out the Brain brain 

Told Lois Lane I can't be a Super Mane 

My whole ? is back mane and I keep that iron-mane 

They wanna yellow flag me, throw me out the game 

I'm back at the halftime like it's just an ankle sprain 

Ain't no one could do it better 

More hits than Eddie Guerrerra 

The flow like Eddie Monster praying at the competitors 

It's mass hysteria, historic in your area 51 alien 

What planet is he from 

Huh? Ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun 

Picture Bugs with the shotgun ? 

All my thugs get dirty like we running in the mud 

We 7:30 livewires 

Unplug off the chain, utterly untame 

Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain 

Hard to come out, like a nut-stain 

I came from nothing, now it's fuckin' cars, hoes 

And planes, who the fuck could complain? 

Huh? 

[Gudda Gudda] 

So you mad cause I'm styling on you? 

Lights off, mask on, creep silent on you 

Get violent on you, you a sissy like Sisqo 

Gudda, I'm the East gang schizo 

It's no coincidence, man, I bet your bitch know 

How I knock her down with the Kosher dill pickle 

High yellow nigga but my hot dog, like nutskins 

Bitches aiming for the pockets? You get nuff skin 

Let me get back in it, bitch 

I just go head first, you be on that timid shit 

Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit 

Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown 

(give me shit) 

My niggas Streets say "Kill them all!" 

Bitch, you know we got guns like the Pentagon 

I'm just eating nigga, I'm getting my dinner on 

And your bitch licking, getting her lizard on 

[T Streetz] 

Talk reckless, I don't give a muthafuck 

I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck 

I come for you and your kids like nigga what 

Niggas with elephantitis ain't got bigger nuts 

Young Money nigga, big dicks, big trucks 

I'mma smash a nigga if he try to diss us 

Go to court, the case get dissmissed 

Cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us 

[Mack Maine] 

It's Mack Maine, ain't shit to discuss 

I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups 

I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas for Christmas 

Then turn to their female dog like "bitch, what?" 

My niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis 

My dick bigger, that's why I walk like I got tendonitis 

I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis 

The doc said I got a case of real nigganitis 

He ain't got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it 

See, I'm a warrior, they compare me to Leonidus 

I got a set fee, I ain't about discussing prices 

Cause I ain't tryna go broke like Hammer or Mike Tyson 

Wish you could see my face now 

Feel like I'm poltergeistin' 

See me in streets, be Street Fighting like Blanka or Bison 

Slicing, dicing like we butcher knifeing 

Wifing bitches, never, that shit is trifling 

Young Money the fucking nicest 

Put words together like a fucking hyphen 

Nigga don't make us start fucking rifling 

Nigga really it go to fucking striking 

We got a lot of rappers striking 

Standing by the harvest for fruit 

Waiting for the fruit to ripen 

We run up on niggas and jack them for their stipend 

You catch me in Minnesota like I'm a Viking 

I'm with every video vixen that you liking 

I'm the reason your bitch dyking 

Nigga dont want no beef, look at Kidd Kidd 

He like this 

How I get like this? 

I pop a nigga, break something like Midas 

Im trying to be modest, nigga, I'm honest 

Young Money, Young f-cking Money 

And this is what I did for my birthday BITCH