I already know what I'm getting for my birthday It's something I've been wantin' all year I'm gonna get myself a very special present I'm gonna get myself
Traduction: Wanda Jackson. Je connais déjà (ce que je veux pour mon anniversaire).
get something from consessions so I did. So I'm waitin in line and I see the baddest bitch homie! I mean I was like fuck the food, what's you name, nationality
Ain't my birthday but they knowing I'm caked up Forget a super head homie, y'all can take her I'm throwed in the game, you know I'm insane With no curse
thread You know I'm ready to blow, but not quite yet You know I'm ready to fold, can't count my cards yet You know I'm ready to forget all we've been
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover I'm a child, I'm a mother I'm a sinner, I'm a saint I do not feel ashamed I'm your hell, I'm your dream I'm nothing in between
I start waking up in my bed, not knowing where I'm at man The bad part is, I look over at my wife And like I don't know who this person is in my bed (
gotta get my hustle on Now in case you ain't know this, playboy I'm focused Only got one chance, no way in hell I can blow this Turn my last five dollas
with a pitchfork, her legs getting eaten by lions. The cake was good I took some home I had a party in my room. Now I have friends and I'm not such
't my birthday but they knowing I'm caked up Forget a super head homie, y'all can take her I'm throwed in the game, you know I'm insane With no curse
