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birthday baby mine.
Wear your red dress tonight and we'll dine by candlelight while the band plays those great golden oldies. I'll take you to a show
side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown."
She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around."
Take a load off Annie, take
shouldn't either
Get in ya face just if you wanna be a creeper
Ima keep it street you keep it streeter
Youn gotta say ya real I can tell by your demeanor
Head
was gone, he’ll sing no more
And Luke somehow we know
We’ll never see your likes again
He liked to laugh and sing, he loved a jar
And his songs rang
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your
call the cops
If you don't stop, I'll call your dad
And I hate to do this to you on your birthday
Happy birthday, by the way
"It's not you, it's
take off your garments
You say you fuck with me because I am so charming
And I can't lie,I really like the way you did it
Do you just like Uncle Luke
until my body numbin'
Gettin' numbers just like it's TBS
But get off my dick, and say it wit' ya chest
So get it off your chest, I strive to be the best
Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day.
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He
ever lose
It's ok
It's ok
It’s OK K K
M I A outer space out the way way way
Everyday my birthday ice the cake cake cake
Everyday my birthday ice
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
And I finally broke
These patterns and now
I'll blow the candles on my cake
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday my love
It's scary to grow
Older each day
It's just old Luke, and Luke's waiting on the judgment day
"Well, Luke my friend, what about young Anna-Lee?"
He said "Do me a favor son, won't you
Of all the people in the galaxy
To me you found your way
It’s like we’re pulled by gravity
Someone must’ve heard me pray
Of all the people in
birthday
But I'm lying, it's not really my birthday
But I'm in da club and I'm flexin' in the worst way
Niggas should've never invited me in the first place
I was gon' rob you (ho)
Die on your birthday
Squeeze that fire on your birthday
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on the first
Go Michael, Michael, Michael it's your birthday
Make a wish and tell the god you can make it
Go Michael, Michael, Michael it's your birthday
Make
And told me to keep it there
But not to bite it
With my teeth
Or slobber on it
So it would get all wet
Just hold it between your lips
Like a popsicle
the passenger
No prisoners this year
Somebody call the medical examiner
Complicate your cardiovascular
It's the ambassador
Of sledgehammerin' niggas 'fore I throw
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
"Clap your
Water can't wash my thoughts away
Socially outcasted love deprived individual
But i'll make sure that your names still alive
Ugs rep luke schweitzer
feeling old yet?
It's your
Birthday
Are you feeling old yet?
Let's write songs for a fake band
That get cancelled by our fans
Don't go gently into
stayed on fire!
Happy birthday, celebration is powered on!
Hope your day is a good one, right from the dawn!
Your travels take you far and wide
Yet in my
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