Birthday

Album cover art for "Birthday" by Flo Rida & Rick Ross

Flo Rida & Rick Ross - Rap, In English

Birthday

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[Intro: Rick Ross] Boss, Flo Rida Poe Boy Entertainment Like I said, we the best, Flo Rida, apt, millions [Chorus: Flo Rida] I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) [Verse 1: Flo Rida] I gone be honest tomorrow ain't promised that's why I say this Here today then you gone like rentin' a car from Avis Hurts but it's the truth your driving out that Mercedes That's why I be on point, I'm never procrastinatin' You better be dodging Satan, the pussy nigga be hatin' Want his cake and eat it too, you you do greasy like bacon Everyday money chasin', I'm so in love with the fragrance So what, I'm a little impatient, you dope man, ain't got no patience Boy I feel like I'm racin', 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 rakin' [Chorus: Flo Rida] I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) [Verse 2: Flo Rida] I ain't talkin' next year, I ain't talkin' in a month I ain't talkin' in a week, every day I wanna stunt Every day, I want sum candles, every day, a hundred bucks Every day I pull up in lambos, filet meion for lunch What my birthday, you got my birthday, when my birthday You better say my birthday, I get emotional That's what c-notes will do Them penny loafer shoes help me cop a Bentley coupe Now my string of women hotter than Campbells soup Boy, that cake will make them priests turn to animals I'm King Kong and it's your trainin' day Denzel with the ice and I'm pushin' weight I ain't tryna wake 'em all, I ain't tryna down pay If Biggie got a wife, she ain't with him, not day Ain't nobody here to stay, you can try to get away I'mm bounce a nigga pray, my advice still the same, aye [Chorus: Flo Rida] I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) [Verse 3: Flo Rida] I'm Mr. Birthday Man, I'ma merk that man For that work, that man, I will hurt that man, tell 'em You don't want me to go outside, you make them head swellin' No-no-no-no, oh no, another birthday up or so Gotta make a wish, boy, you done blow Hey, too many people keepin' it G-Code So, the nigga, he get all about that dough Yeah, you niggas speakin' to me, I get ghosts But the suckers, you fuckers, so duckers We squeezing triggers like mustard all on your dogs Say sum'n, I'll get you lost, It's repercussion, no talk, boss [Chorus: Flo Rida] I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) I don't want no cake on my birthday I want my cake errday (Errday) [Outro: Rick Ross] 3-0-5 in my yayo, Flo Rida You on fire, like I said, "We the Best" It's time to bust down that birthday cake, baby I'm talking millions Khaled, Runners, E-Class Poe Boy Entertainment Runnin' the game, runnin' the streets Flo Rida, let's get some millions, sell man, yeah

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Credits

Writers
  • Rick Ross
  • Flo Rida
  • Johnny Jackson
  • Dru Brett