[Lyric] Birthday Girl (Yamine)

(Intro)
Shout out Juicy J
[DHayesProductions]
This to all the birthday girls out here


(pre-hook)
Strip strip strip strip strip strip strip
Till she tip tip tip tip tip tip tip
I tell her to strip strip strip strip strip strip strip
Till she tip tip tip tip tip tip
(aye)

(Verse 1)
Is her pussy good? I just wanna know (yeah)
All that money on the floor you might be a pro (pro)
She takes her clothes off and she puts on a show (mhm)
Tell them to bring me more ones cuz I’m running low (you know it)
2000 in ones that’s that stripper money (stripper money)
She dancin’ on the pole that’s that tipper money (that tipper money)
She strippin (she strippin)
And I’m tippin (and I’m tippin)
She Strippin (she strippin)
And I’m tippin (happy birthday girl)
(Chorus)
I love the way you move shawty be getting to the dough
Your minds the greatest ass the fattest you be twerking on the floor
You the best and the baddest she be strippin on the pole
You know it’s your birthday girl and I really wanna know
And I really wanna know

(Post-Chorus)
Come on girl
Put it up, put it up put it put it up
Come on girl
Put it up, put it up, put it put it up (repeat)

(Verse 2)
The way she work that pole it’s time for her to work mine (hey)
And she suck it so good I just might just go blind (hey)
And that ass is fat (hey)
Damn that bitch so fine (hey)
She ok in the face but Beyonce from behind (hey)
She clap that ass for a G cuz my chips stack like Pringles (hey)
She rich and she single throwing 20 thousand in singles (yeah)
Baddest hoe you ever seen before I make it rain they clean the floor
I throw a stack she come and get it, I throw some more I ain’t going broke
Keep on tossing her titties (titties)
Two big ass balloons
Girl bring me that pussy (pussy)
Meet me at the room
Bandz a make her dance
No problem I got it
She twerk for 3 songs
I send her kids to college (trippy)

(pre-hook)
Strip strip strip strip strip strip strip
Till she tip tip tip tip tip tip tip
I tell her to strip strip strip strip strip strip strip
Till she tip tip tip tip tip tip
(aye)


(Chorus)
I love the way you move shawty be getting to the dough
Your minds the greatest ass the fattest you be twerking on the floor
You the best and the baddest she be strippin on the pole
You know it’s your birthday girl and I really wanna know
And I really wanna know

(Post-Chorus)
Come on girl
Put it up, put it up put it put it up
Come on girl
Put it up, put it up, put it put it up (repeat)

(Verse 3)
Js on her feet, I keep her fresh for the week (yeah)
Yeah I be in the streets, she don’t need a nigga that’s weak (uh huh)
Lightskin fat ass stomach in yeah she complete
My dick don’t discriminate, every pussy is for me (woah)
I go out for AB MP and that is a token
Bad bitches got me frozen
I’m not talking Disney but I’ll fuck a white girl call me Snowman (coke)
Hey bitch, bye bitch
You the one I’m liking (love)
Tonight you gonna get this pipe in
I bust a nut and you like it (oh)
College girl with no common sense
My balls is blue so I score it
She said yes, I keep points like a goalie (damn)
(pre-hook)
Strip strip strip strip strip strip strip
Till she tip tip tip tip tip tip tip
I tell her to strip strip strip strip strip strip strip
Till she tip tip tip tip tip tip
(aye)