Birthday Ouu Songtext
von DJ Chose

(Ain′t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mmm, look like DJ Chose)
(It's my birthday)
Ooh, is it your birthday?
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Wassup, wassup, wassup?)

Birthday, ooh, you look 22
In your birthday suit, you look like food
Ass in the back, look at how it move
If you throw it back, I know what to do (throw it, throw it, throw it)
She must be a Sag′, got a lot of ass
You must be a Leo, my lil' loyal ass freak hoe
You must be a Cancer, shake it like a dancer
You must be a Gemini, you ain't got no manners

Happy fucking birthday
Ayy, kill ′em hoes, do ′em in the worst way
Head down, yeah, you gon' have to work today
It′s your- it's your- it′s your fucking birthday


(Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it)
You must be a Libra
And she got that water-water, she must be a keeper
Aquarius got two sides, she must be a zebra
She ain't got no act right, but you know I′m a teacher

She say she the pussy fairy, she must be an Aries
She just like cherries, and she thick very
Ooh, I think she like me, she must be a Pisces
Got to have her own money, 'cause her neck icy

She a Capricorn, a Capricorn
She might be a virgin, 'cause she ain′t no broke hoe
I think she a Taurus, oh, she a Taurus
Shorty got that water, Honduras

Birthday, ooh, you look 22
In your birthday suit, you look like food
Ass in the back, look at how it move
If you throw it back, I know what to do (throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it)
She must be a Sag′, got a lot of ass
You must be a Leo, my lil' loyal ass freak hoe
You must be a Cancer, shake it like a dancer
You must be a Gemini, you ain′t got no manners


Happy fucking birthday
Hey, kill 'em hoes, do ′em in the worst way
Head down, yeah, you gon' have to work today
It′s your- it's your- it's your fucking birthday

Yeah, what you turn, I just turned rich (ayy)
Age ain′t a number, I could ice your whole wrist
If I shoot my shot, baby, I ain′t finna miss (swish)
If I hold it down, baby, tell me, would you switch?

'Cause I need something solid (solid), tell me, can you ride it? (Skrrt)
Treat me like Atlanta, backroom of the Filis
Shorty had that good head, I put her through college
Shorty got that good head, I call her for knowledge (brrrrrrr)

(Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it)
You must be a Libra
And she got that water-water, she must be a keeper
Scorpios got two sides, she a rider and a eater
But if you don′t keep it loyal, she delete ya, nice to meet ya

Birthday, ooh, you look 22
In your birthday suit, you look like food
Ass in the back, look at how it move
If you throw it back, I know what to do (throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it)
She must be a Sag', got a lot of ass
You must be a Leo, my lil′ loyal ass freak hoe
You must be a Cancer, shake it like a dancer
You must be a Gemini, you ain't got no manners

Happy fucking birthday
Hey, kill ′em hoes, do 'em in the worst way
Head down, yeah, you gon' have to work today
It′s your- it′s your- it's your fucking birthday

(Ain′t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mmm, look like DJ Chose)