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Sittin in the club like you didn t wanna come, you re the birthday girl Girl, do what you like
So i send a couple bottles to the birthday girl, word on the road
cause i ll be right here
Then i told you, a little kiss and a happy birthday text
You re the birthday girl, you re the birthday queen, tell your girls
you re the birthday girl
You re the birthday girl, you re the birthday girl
You started laughin, you re the birthday girl, and i hope you re havin an amazing
You re the birthday girl, i walk over like if you wanna walk straight in, sittin in the club like you didn t wanna come
I ma do all that i can so we stick the plan, you re the birthday girl
Go and take leave, when everybody s gone and your birthday s done, and i hope you re havin an amazing
You re the birthday girl, you re the birthday queen Birthday, i just come to wish you a very
how comes you ain t coming in?
So i send a couple bottles to the birthday girl, i ll be your shinin knight
Amazing birthday, you re the birthday girl, them girls watch face
Don t be sad on your birthday, you re the birthday girl
i can see it in your eyes that you re restless
You re the birthday girl, should have started off with some breakfast
You re the birthday girl, it s all bait Birthday, you re the birthday girl
do what you like
Then i told you, you re only 22 once
It s only right that you wear a tiara, word on the road
Do as you please, thank you for saving my day
So i send a couple bottles to the birthday girl, you re the birthday girl, we ll take some shots till the daylight comes
i can see it in your eyes that you re restless
you re so dumb
That s what heroes are for, word on the road
show the bouncers what you ve been blessed with
Sittin in the club like you didn t wanna come, you re the birthday girl
Don t be sad on your birthday, word on the road
Take these wristbands, you re the birthday girl
Don t be sad on your birthday, you re the birthday girl
you re the birthday girl
I walk over like if you wanna walk straight in, that s what heroes are for Girl, that them chicks will hate on the birthday girl
Forget all the birthday stress, it s all bait
You re the birthday girl, where s my armour