T.D.A.
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Woah
My phone was off
I ain't see your call
I ain't just tryna smash
I'm tryna do some yoga with you
I'm tryna watch Insecure
Nah, baby, I don't know that girl
I bet she go to Kodak Black
Fuck that girl, I just wanna vibe with you
Think of things you and I can do (I can do)
We get sashimi
Man, she my Heihachi kickin' your
Bitch out the party whenever she see me
One and a two and a three and a four
Count all my scratch like I'm keying a car (Count up)
What's the occasion? Why you at the bar with your friends?
You wanna tell me again?
You know that it's my birthday today
My friends bought a table and a bottle of spades
Dress fittin' right so I can show off my shape
I'm a couple glasses in, shakin' ass on the table
Talk about it's your birthday (It's my birthday)
You ain't gotta pay (I ain't gotta pay)
Oh, you got a man? (Yeah, I got a man)
Where he at then? (I don't know, I don't know)
It's your birthday (It's my birthday)
Got a new thing? (I got a new thing)
Brought a few friends? (I brought a few friends)
You want a new Benz? (I want a new Benz)
Well, work
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
New outfit and them heels match with it
Got your hair done, now your nails gettin' painted
It's your day, do your thing, babysitter with your children
Finna quit your baby daddy and get you a new nigga
(What's up?) Whole thing matchin' up
(Margarita with the rum)
Hard to read it when you drunk
I can see it from the front
Como te llamas? You want it, I got it
A couple of commas, like hundreds of dollars
(Like hundreds of dollars?)
Like thousands of dollars
I don't even feel like talkin' about it
You know that it's my birthday today
My friends bought a table and a bottle of spades
Dress fittin' right so I can show off my shape
I'm a couple glasses in, shakin' ass on the table
Talk about it's your birthday (It's my birthday)
You ain't gotta pay (I ain't gotta pay)
Oh, you got a man? (Yeah, I got a man)
Where he at then? (I don't know, I don't know)
It's your birthday (It's my birthday)
Got a new thing? (I got a new thing)
Brought a few friends? (I brought a few friends)
You want a new Benz? (I want a new Benz)
Well, work
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Oh, work, work
Walk like you on a runway or somethin', ayy, ayy
Bust it like your birthday on a Sunday, ayy, ayy
Work it out like you was hiking Runyon, ayy
Girl, your friend, bring that drink and come hit up my function
Maybe go spend a lil' money, ayy
Fifties and hundreds ain't nothin', ayy
Strip out your birthday suit
I can see that ass poke from the front end
Girl, yeah, you so fine
You so fine, you blow my mind
Drop it down, it get ugly
Show them other girls it's nothin'
Keisha, Nisha, Rhonda, Teresa
One hoes, two hoes, three hoes, I'm eatin'
She at the show, front row, goin' stupid
The first time I met her, chose with the pick
It might be the solid gold in my teeth
It might be the Valentines on my feet, sock it to me
You know that it's my birthday today
My friends bought a table and a bottle of spades
Dress fittin' right so I can show off my shape
I'm a couple glasses in, shakin' ass on the table
Talk about it's your birthday (It's my birthday)
You ain't gotta pay (I ain't gotta pay)
Oh, you got a man? (Yeah, I got a man)
Where he at then? (I don't know, I don't know)
It's your birthday (It's my birthday)
Got a new thing? (I got a new thing)
Brought a few friends? (I brought a few friends)
You want a new Benz? (I want a new Benz)
Well, work
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
Work (Work), work (Work), work (Work)
You did good, baby
Good job, Larry
Woke up in the mansion, real healthy livin'
On my way to Miami in these Gucci denims
Cards with no limit, lobster tails with a lil' lemon
Crack my rim, leaving Monterrey hittin' 120
Slide to the O, hit my nigga Ox, what it do?
Baby, I ain't never met a woman that was like you
That's what I told her when I seen her
She was looking like some real work
So it sucks for me to tell you that this'll never work
Damn, fuck this shit