Текст песни Happy Birthday - Prince4BP
Aye
I
don′t
think
they
ready
dawg
I
don't
think
they
ready
Happy
birthday
It′s
Prince
You
like
laundry
you
gon
fold
after
that
heat
to
you
I
had
to
get
this
shit
myself
they
ain't
gon
eat
for
you
Flip
the
mattress
kick
the
sheets
so
they
don't
sleep
on
you
Life
is
chess
you
might
get
checked
so
keep
a
piece
on
you
Chungking
up
the
deuce
with
the
pink
on
you
Bitch
that′s
BP,
til
the
deep
soil
Cooking
up
the
beef
with
the
cheap
oil
Then
blow
it
all
away
with
this
reef
blower
As
a
youngin
sending
bitches
was
the
regular
At
15
i
was
busting
dates
right
through
the
cellular
I
ain′t
tell
too
many
niggas
so
they
can't
tell
you
none
But
if
you
need
some
pussy
have
my
bitches
sell
you
some
I
cut
it
out
you
wasn′t
gon
catch
me
in
no
cell
or
none
Ain't
smoke
no
weed
ain′t
pop
no
xans
but
i
start
selling
em
That
shit
ain't
cool
but
when
you
need
some
food
you
gon
start
selling
sum
This
not
no
game
not
for
no
fame
no
fairy
tales
or
none
I
popped
a
pistol,
popped
her
cherry
I
was
like
12
or
some
Late
night
Butler
Park,
11
or
12
or
some
Bad
nigga
fucking
shit
up
ducking
12
was
fun
Ain′t
gang
banging
got
at
least
12
niggas
that'll
wet
you
up
But
I'll
do
that
shit
myself
on
a
lonely
mission
Use
a
smifn
Rip
a
nigga
body
like
we
in
the
kitchen
No
competition
when
it′s
pimpin,
we
don′t
trip
off
bitches
That
mean
no
simping,
no
slipping,
and
definitely
no
trickin
I
put
the
figures
in
my
bag
while
i'm
bagging
bitches
Can′t
catch
a
feeling
not
even
if
i
was
at
the
dentist
Like
23
since
03
I
left
you
all
a
witness
I'm
23
minus
3 and
I′m
about
my
business
Here's
the
consensus
When
you
see
me
there′s
no
fucking
blemish
More
hoes
than
racket
and
I'm
talking
about
a
fucking
tennis
I
fuck
with
ratchets
and
I
also
like
some
boujee
bitches
I
need
some
Daddy
what
you
need
real
boostin
bitches
Dumb
as
fuck
doing
anything
for
them
dollars
huh
Growing
up
I
had
straight
A's
i′m
like
a
scholar
huh
If
you
a
threat
you
getting
popped
it
ain′t
no
squashing
it
I'm
that
nigga
but
i
ain′t
worried
bout
being
popular
I
was
stomping
niggas
faces
after
dropping
em
She
keep
my
dick
in
her
mouth
like
a
thermometer
She
swallow
all
my
kids
I'm
a
father
huh
Kicking
hoes
out
the
house
like
I
play
soccer
huh
What
you
know
bout
food
max,
Chimichanga
blue
packs
What
you
know
bout
flipping
5 for
10
of
them
food
stamps
You
the
type
of
nigga
bang
just
to
be
a
cool
cat
You
the
type
to
fight
the
nigga
when
you
get
ya
boo
snatched
Aye
this
nigga
mad
he
got
his
boo
snatched
Would′ve
thought
he
was
a
saint
when
he
see
me
he
be
like
who
dat
Dis
that
same
young
nigga
that
broke
yo
boo
back
She
caught
a
flight
to
fuck,
I
beat
it
up
and
then
she
flew
back
It's
cool
Kap,
she
on
her
knees,
got
that
from
you
Kap
I
put
in
her
in
stance
like
she
then
Center
and
I′m
you
Kap
I
am
not
her
man,
I'm
just
be
fucking
don't
confuse
that
Superbad
Evan
nigga
go
and
put
that
lube
back
Now
I′m
on
a
knee
like
Kap
but
shooting
dice
on
it
They
from
the
hood
until
they
almost
lose
they
life
for
it
Squad
full
of
bad
plumbers
we
got
pipes
blowing
Tight
roping,
I
ain′t
talking
Adidas
but
my
stripes
showing
The
veins
full
of
hot
shit,
put
some
ice
on
em
I
got
ya
girl
panties
wet
put
some
rice
on
em
Passing
bitches
to
my
niggas
might
say
hike
for
em
Niggas
be
rockin
them
busted
kicks
they
Like
Mike
on
em
Oh
shit
this
is
a
hit
this
my
type
of
shit
My
fingers
fucking
hurting
can't
stop
typing
shit
Fuck
the
phone
from
the
dome
so
I
ain′t
writing
shit
Doctor
bring
the
beat
back
damn
I
recycled
it
She
call
me
Prince
the
plumber
cuz
i'm
always
piping
it
I
be
stepping
in
that
pussy
like
a
hiking
trip
Best
believe
she
pop
that
pussy
like
a
Vichonin
And
I
always
beat
it
up
it′s
like
I'm
violent
She
say
she
need
it
everyday
it′s
like
her
vitamins
The
way
I
put
it
in
her
stomach,
I'm
her
diet
shit
She
give
me
brain
to
keep
me
sane,
she
my
psychiatrist
Ain't
got
no
wrinkles
in
my
game
it′s
like
I
ironed
it
You
got
caught
you
gon
singing
like
a
opera
huh
You
can
only
fuck
yo
bitches
off
the
vodka
huh
Yo
chain
clean
what
that
is,
that′s
that
copper
huh
You
ain't
make
it
just
cuz
you
ain′t
have
no
papa
huh
They
get
wetter
when
they
see
me
that's
aqua
huh
Must
be
the
dreads
off
my
head
I′m
like
a
rasta
huh
You
hit
em
up
they
don't
hit
back
that
must
be
awkward
huh
You
know
white
get
me
right,
I
know
the
doctor
huh
Bitch
I
know
the
doctor
Bitch
I
know
the
doctor
Oh
my
God
Happy
Birthday
Happy
Birthday
1 So Serious
2 What It Do (feat. Marty Mula & Zaybenji)
3 In These Streets (feat. Shootergang VJ)
4 The One (feat. Allblack)
5 Gone
6 Parole (feat. Lace)
7 Hot Boyz (feat. TNO Ron Ron)
8 YBM Freestyle (feat. RAF 723)
9 Do Me (feat. Dorien)
10 Happy Birthday
11 Takin' Off
12 With Me (feat. CainWrld)
13 Oh Yeah (feat. CainWrld & Jetskii)
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