Letra de la canción Birthday Unreleased Feat Saweetie E Tyga por Doja Cat | Letras y Música en AllMusicas

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Birthday Unreleased Feat Saweetie E Tyga

Por Doja Cat

Goin' live on my birthday
Spent a hunnid racks on a new chain
Bitches goin' dumb, we goin' insane
You can race with us, but it ain't safe
Goin' live on my birthday
Spent a hunnid racks on a new chain
Bitches goin' dumb, we goin' insane
You can race with us, but it ain't safe
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Goin' live on my birthday

Aye, goin' live it's ya birthday
You a bad bitch, lemme move you to LA
Heard you fucked a few rappers, told her it's okay (hmm)
I'ma still fuck the bitch anyways
All black Maybach, you can ride it any day
Bum bitches in my ear, tell her move out the way
Meet my best friend, Ben Frank, throw it in ya face
Blowin' all this cake, I ain't lookin for a soul mate
How can I trust a bitch, she can't even walk straight
Hit me on my FaceTime, I ain't tryna see the face
I'm insane, got game like EA
Sportin' all these chains, you won't find these on eBay
(Broke ass nigga)

Big boss, big boss
I let the bag talk (yeah)
Chanel on me feet, watch a bitch c-walk
Spent a ticket up in Louis, keep me juicy with the sauce
Mix and match it with the Gucci, I just do this shit to floss
It's my birthday, bitch, need my birthday booze
I ain't spendin' nothin' all the drinks on you (yeah)
I got the gang with me and we bout to get loose (what)
See me comin' through and you bitches better move (bitch, move)
Lil' brat, I'ma get what I want (that's right)
Eight shots, I'ma act like a hoe (okay)
Said the liquor make me nasty, nigga so (so what?)
If you fuckin' up my vibe, you gotta go

Dark in the club, came late, can't see me
But the diamonds on me look like space
I ain't get all that I wanted, baby, it's my day
Got him coming out the wallet
Let him up my cake, I need a break 'cause I
Almost died on my birthday
Ex friends wanna make ties on my birthday
Tell ya bitch she can't be looking tired on my birthday
Shake that ass or pick a side on my birthday (Pick a side)
You there, give you blue balls with my blue hair
I took the roof off like bitch I need air
I'ma take my shoes off and cop a new pair for my birthday