Ross, Flo Rida? Poe Boy Entertainment,
Like I Said We The Best, Flor Rida, Apt, Millions

[Chorus: x4]
I Don't Want No Cake On My Birthday I Want My Cake Err Day Errday

I'm a Be Honest, Tomorrows Not Promised That's Y I Say This,
Here Today Then Your Gone Like Renting A Car From Avis,
Hurts But It's The Truth, Your Diving Out That Mercedes,
That's Y I Be One Point, I'm Never Procrastinating,
U Better Be Dodging Satin The Pussy Nigga Be Hating,
Want His Cake And Eat It To, Then do U Greasy Like Bacon
Everyday Money Chasing, I'm So In Love With The Fragrance
So What I'm A Little Impatient, U Dope Man Ain't Got No Patience,
Boy I Feel Like I'm Racing, Before I Become A Raisin,
Those Strippers Hotter Then Cajen, My Daily Be In Rotation,
The Daily Birthday Occasion, I'm Rarely Off Of Vacation
I'm Barely Owing The Nation The Nelly Dollars Are Raking

[Chorus x4]

I Ain't Talking Next Year
I Ain't Talking In A Month
I Ain't Talking In A Week
Err Day I Wanna Stunt
Err Day I Want Sum Candles
Err Day A Hundred Bucks
Err Day I Pull Up In Lambo, Filet Minon For Lunch
Where My Birthday
U Got My Birthday
When My Birthday
U Better say My Birthday
I Get Emotional
That's Wat C Notes Will Do
Them Penny Loafer Shoes, Help Me Cop A Bentley Coupe
Now My String Of Woman Hotter Then Cambells Soup
Boy That Cake Will Make Them Priests Turn Into Animals
I'm King Kong, And It's Your Training Day
Denzel With The Ice And I'm Pushing Weight
I Ain't Tryina Make Em All
I Ain't Tryina Down Pay
If Biggie Got A Wife She Ain't With Him Not Day
Ain't Nobody Here To Stay
U Can Try To Get Away
I'll Bounce A Nigga Prey
My Advice Still The Same Ayy

[Chorus x4]

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