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lirik lagu drew2true - birthday party

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[intro: drew2true]
(thank you all for coming to my party, a.k.a, the sweet sixteen of luh mini,)
(yeah, ha ha ha ha)

[chorus: drew2true]
it’s time to wrap up the party
i been on planet sheen i ain’t talking ‘bout no charlie
i hit ‘em with that venom i ain’t talking tom hardy
i wrap it up like candy so they like to call me smartie (like to call me smartie yeah what?)

[verse: 1: drew2true]
one more year i ain’t dead
trying to stay humble nothing get inside my head
this mini album yeah, this jawn like pretend
cuz i don’t got no friends i celebrate with this instead

i box up on the beat ha, bars hit like a knock out, pop out, if you ain’t with us better opt out
watch out, this a party house better knock now
causе i don’t trust n0body i’ma leave up to god now

i do whatevеr get the jewels for the pic, the fl!ck, and edit them to shine thats the trick (bling bling)
we stay bumpin’ i don’t care if you sick, placing bricks, we all unite when we just hear the kick

cl!ck

it’s mini day i don’t care what you say (ayy)
and if you think i do then you might be cookoo cray (ayy)
okay usually i do, but not today hah (ayy)
i’m eating on this project so i better see y’all pray yeah (ayy)
[refrain: drew2true, acecartii]
it’s my birthday (yeah)
it’s my birthday (slatt)
it’s my birthday (swat)
it’s my birthday (swat)
ain’t just a thursday
or just a work day
man it’s my~
uh, uh, uh
man it’s my birthday, ace (uh, uh, uh)

[verse 2: acecartii, drew2true]
it’s my birthday so you know i keep it on me (it’s my birthday)
if you try to run up on me best believe you bouncing 40 huh (yeah)
you said thats your ball but why shawty tryna get up on me? huh (what what what)
run up with the ball in hand i’m shooting just like kobe huhhh (buh buh baahh)

ridin’ round in that black truck
run up you get packed up (skrr)
can’t come through the front then i’ma creep up through the backdoor (lets go)
we got h~lla sticks so we gon rob your whole bando
chasin pape i might take flight to orlandooo (yeah, yeah, yeah, ace lets go!)

i don’t want your shawty cause i know that ho is ran throughhh
cops get behind us then i’m pushing that ho tenfolddd (oh my god)
i don’t know what your bro was thinking when he ran uppp (oh my)
yeah this beat is crankin’ tell lil’ drew to turn the bass up (i’ma turn it up!)
huh, i got that side that’s my team
if you talk crazy pull up with a beam
huh, if you tryna talk tuff on that live i’ll slide with a choppa like nle (what, what, what, what?)
huh, and i’m all cool and i’m tryna go hoop i ball on these n~ggas like cp3 (woah, woah, go, go, go, go)
huh, if you talk crazy pull up with a chop with a beam i’ma hop out the gt3 (buh buh buh brraahh)

shawty touchin’ on my face
i’ma go run up the cake
i count up these hundreds babygirl, i do that everyday (what, what, what,what?)
yeah i’m cooking up on the beat, i put it on a plate (ace, ace, ace, ace, acecartii)
huh, running to these racks i don’t care what you haters tryna say (okay)

swat swat, huh, #swatteam yeah we got another hit (swat, swat, swat)
if you try to run up on my gang then we gon’ send the bl!cks (yeah buh bang)
he was talking tough 762’s gon hit his mama crib (brrah)
he said he get money but i know his swag is counter fit, swat (swat swat swat)

[bridge]
(filthy, filthy, filthy filthy)
(filthy, filthy, filthy filthy)
(filthy, filthy, filthy filthy)

[verse 3: filthystoner, drew2true]
i’m drunk, i fall
crash in the sofa (oh!)
she got molly in her water and i’m feeling kind of parched (she got molly)
know i’m on when i can talk to this pretty ho for hours
i can tell that she cool but she hang around some lames (yeah let’s go!)
got the flu but i’m stuck in the studio anyways
bills paid i swear this sh~t is just love for the game (yeah)
got nothing to lose b~tch, but everything to gain
get mad just incase the gang, cause this cold won’t go away (turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, filthy!)

all the work that i do i deserve to count cash everyday like my birthday b~tch (ouu, it’s my birthday!)
count my name, millis mane, yeah they wanna mob the kid
duckin 40 n~gga wasn’t even interested (yeah slatt!)

throwing parties but your b~tch don’t want it in the bed
if you knew the sh~t we did you wouldn’t call up your girl (hold up, what?)
the problem is that be did, now he gotta live with it, ha! (hold up, what? yeah)

[interlude: filthystoner, drew2true]
(now he gotta live with it)
(now he gotta live with it)
(now he gotta live with it)

(it’s~ it’s~ it’s~)

[chorus: drew2true]
it’s time to wrap up the party (it’s time to wrap!)
i been on planet sheen i ain’t talking ‘bout no charlie
i hit ‘em with that venom i ain’t talking tom hardy
i wrap it up like presents so they like to call me smartie

[refrain: drew2true]
it’s my birthday (yeah)
it’s my birthday (slatt)
it’s my birthday (swat)
it’s my birthday (swat)
ain’t just a thursday
or just a work day
man it’s my~
uh, uh, uh
man it’s my birthday

[outro]
that one song every black person turn up to, hold on!
cause if you don’t know this~!


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