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[Intro - Lil Wayne] Yeah, it's on Basically.. I got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Now let me talk my shit!

Chorus : It's my birthday and I'm gonna do Whatever I want to It's my birthday and I'm gonna do Wherever I want to Miami, New York x2, Las Vegas, L.A

It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the cut of your pretty gown Your come-on legs and your pantyhose You look so precious with your bloody

Firm structure from your birth You know dem can't touch you 'cause you know your worth Gal can't dish you no dirt If she try touch your shoulder, she

Oh they say some people long ago Were searching for a different tune One that they could croon as only they can They heard the breeze in the trees Singing

Yeah, yo, what up yo? Yeah, yeah, what up? Ha, ha, nothin', man Hold on someone beepin' on my other line and shit Fuck nigga I've seen everything I wanted

(a) next sunday darlin' is my birth -(e7) day, A day that should be free from (a) care, Best wishes and con - grat - u - (e7) la - tions, But only sorrow

Birthday boy, blow out the candles Good friends around you, you should feel okay Don't look so sad and blue Don't act forsaken, this day's for you Good

We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin' classics You