Birthday Bitches - текст песни
Birthday Bitches
(anybody killa)sit down!
(mom bitch lady)ok everybody its clown time
(anybody killa)y'all little mother fuckers shut the fuck up
(mom bitch lady)the clown is here,everybody sit down right here
(anybody killa)i said shut the fuck up
(mom bitch lady) shaggy the clown has a present for everybody
(SHAGGY 2 DOPE)
i got your fuckin present hangin next to my nuts now when im swingin on my hatchet if it hits you it cuts. dont make me chop your head in half and smack the side with the cheek because i havent had my melorol in almost a week your fuckin mamma brought me here to entertain your assso matter what im doing i expect you to laugh now when you see me do a trick and even if it isnt funny gimme props unless you want your little necks bloddy i could probably do a cartwheel or something if you move the couch but that what im fuckin abouti could sew you mouth shut and pump air in through your nose and fuckin pop your head but we'd get blood on our clothes look im a wicked clown i aint no fuckin superhero aint that big and scary though i fly like little ray mysterio im quick to beat down all you little bitches right in front of your mom and if the bitch gets heated tell her BRING IT ON!
(CHORUS)
oh shit its your birthday oh no it isnt
its somebodys birthday oh no it isnt
oh shit its you birthday oh no it isnt
its your birthday
it aint mine motherfucker
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