Birthday Song (Instrumental) (Explicit)

Yeah birthday

It's your birthday

Oh

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

And how I come up with this sh*t 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 the Gucci store

When I die bury me inside the 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

Cooking to it

I'm in the kitchen yams everywhere

Just made a juug

I got bands everywhere

You the realest ni**a breathing

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 going on a trapathon

See I done had more bombs than Pakistan

D**e bomb dro bomb and a pill bomb

See ni**a

I'm balling 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

Two everything I'm too different

So when I die

Bury me next to two

They ask me what I do

And who I do it for

And how I come up

With this sh*t 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 the Gucci store

When I die bury me inside the 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 giving to the needy huh

You go downstairs

And fall asleep with the TV on

Ya'll been together ten years

You deserve a ménage

Especially if you put that BMW in the garage

Especially if you paid

A couple payments on her Mamma crib

Went to her 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 Westin

And get her best friend

I'm joking I'm just serious I asked her

Don't be acting like no actress

If we preaching then we practice

Don't be reaching don't be touching

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 sh*t 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 the Gucci store

When I die bury me inside the 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 contest you in first place

You in first place you in first place

Bad 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 come on

What I'm seeing 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 your girl

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

And how I come up with this sh*t 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 the Gucci store

When I die bury me inside the 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

Wooh

You're in first place

You're in first place

Bad b**ch contest you in first place