Yxng Bane - Birthday (feat. Stefflon Don) lyrics
[Yxng Bane - Birthday feat. Stefflon Don lyrics]
Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah, ayy)
Mm hmm, oh, oh, oh (yeah, ayy)
Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah, ayy)
My birthday, my birthday, yeah, yeah
(yeah, ayy)
Tell me if you got time
I need you for hours, babe
(Oh, bae)
Tell me that it's mine, I'll never ever
Slice my cake, mm, mm hmm, hmm
You get Off White, Jordan, Birkin
We go the whole way
Ready, get you what you want
I told the DJ play your favorite song (O oh)
Puttin' you in Gucci then I
Put you in your thong
But no joke, my baby told me
"Can I buy you Christmas?"
I knew from what's your number, 4-3-2
You're the one it can be a weekday
(yeah) , make you stronger on your weak days
Yeah (yeah) i can your Hov, you Beyoncé, I
Make every day your B day, yeah
(yeah)
Make me wanna change your last name (yeah)
Don't give no one else my nickname, yeah
(yeah) take you on a shopping spree with me
Let me spoil you the long way, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your
Ooh, it's your birthday (Birthday)
Champagne sippin', you no thirsty
Gyal, your body bad, nuh need nuh runway
Seven days the week, yeah
Nobody nuh fi come play
Face, nobody come clean like I do
Ball til' the mornin' fi open and close
Say love 'pon yuh hand
Badda than a bag ah man
Haffi tun on every fun, anytime yuh position
Walk out you a trophy, you know nolly (Nolly)
Get di ring like yuh name Kobe (Kobe)
And yuh smell sweet, if the name Rosie
You are the one and only
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
You know that you make me wanna change
(Change) and spend it all on you
(Mm hmm, spend it all on me)
And give it all to you
You know that you make me wanna change
(Oh, yeah) and spend it all on you
(Spend it all on me, mm hmm)
And give it all to you, mm hmm, ooh, woah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your
Oh oh, oh oh it's my birthday
And I feel good yeah, yeah
Mm hmm, oh, oh, oh (yeah, ayy)
Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah, ayy)
My birthday, my birthday, yeah, yeah
(yeah, ayy)
Tell me if you got time
I need you for hours, babe
(Oh, bae)
Tell me that it's mine, I'll never ever
Slice my cake, mm, mm hmm, hmm
You get Off White, Jordan, Birkin
We go the whole way
Ready, get you what you want
I told the DJ play your favorite song (O oh)
Puttin' you in Gucci then I
Put you in your thong
But no joke, my baby told me
"Can I buy you Christmas?"
I knew from what's your number, 4-3-2
You're the one it can be a weekday
(yeah) , make you stronger on your weak days
Yeah (yeah) i can your Hov, you Beyoncé, I
Make every day your B day, yeah
(yeah)
Make me wanna change your last name (yeah)
Don't give no one else my nickname, yeah
(yeah) take you on a shopping spree with me
Let me spoil you the long way, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your
Ooh, it's your birthday (Birthday)
Champagne sippin', you no thirsty
Gyal, your body bad, nuh need nuh runway
Seven days the week, yeah
Nobody nuh fi come play
Face, nobody come clean like I do
Ball til' the mornin' fi open and close
Say love 'pon yuh hand
Badda than a bag ah man
Haffi tun on every fun, anytime yuh position
Walk out you a trophy, you know nolly (Nolly)
Get di ring like yuh name Kobe (Kobe)
And yuh smell sweet, if the name Rosie
You are the one and only
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)
You know that you make me wanna change
(Change) and spend it all on you
(Mm hmm, spend it all on me)
And give it all to you
You know that you make me wanna change
(Oh, yeah) and spend it all on you
(Spend it all on me, mm hmm)
And give it all to you, mm hmm, ooh, woah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your
Oh oh, oh oh it's my birthday
And I feel good yeah, yeah