K-pop Lyrics

Yeah
Birthday, it's your birthday
If I die bury me inside
that Louie 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
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
When I die,
bury me inside the Gucci style
When I die,
bury me inside the Louie style
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,
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
bars than Pakistan
bomb, bomb, and a bomb
She 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

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
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
When I die,
bury me inside the Gucci style
When I die,
bury me inside the Louie style
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe

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 menaj
‘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 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

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
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
When I die,
bury me inside the Gucci style
When I die,
bury me inside the Louie style
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe

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 good, get it good,
get it get it good
I might switch it up
and get you good

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
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
When I die,
bury me inside the Gucci style
When I die,
bury me inside the Louie style
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe
All I want for my birthday
is a big booty hoe

Deuce and Ye
We like Snoop and Dre
And this your birthday, baby?
You deserve a coupe today

You in first place,
you in first place
Bad bitches contest you in first place!