Lyrics:
You gotta take these punches like it’s your birthday come on
Murder rap did I do that I’m on my Urkell
Keep rapper on they toes like sneaking in after
And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me.
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide;
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by
free
Take a load off Fannie
And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke
And you put the load right on me
I picked up my bag, I went looking for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walking side by side
I said
I said earthquake, earthquake
I'm shaking up the world on my first take, first take
I'm focused on the present, it's my birthday, birthday
We gon'
it hum for you
It'll comfort you
I'm punching you
Then stomping you
Then I'm dumpin you
Yeah I'm dumpin you
Just call me your ex wife
You know I've
Lord
It's by Your Mercy
It's by Your Grace Lord
It's by Your Mercy
I will celebrate
I will jubilate
I will celebrate
I will jubilate
It's my birthday
Hello darlin' happy birthday
I've decided not to give you a present this year
In fact I think it's about time I took some things away
I'd like
Hello darlin' happy birthday
I've decided not to give you a present this year
In fact I think it's about time I took some things away
I'd like
Everyone's a slut and
Nobody's a slut and
Shake it like your birthday
Yo, all my sluts in the house put your fucking hands up
By that I mean, anyone who's
it! Don't break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it
Bend over and spread 'em, girl
Show-w-w me those pussy pearls
by twenty-nine
(Happy fucking birthday) Snap out of it, get over it
You don't have to be
All the things you thought you'd be by twenty-nine
(Happy
Its 85.5 on your dial we hope you're feeling lovely out there
We have that new Vindi its your birthday
So get your glasses raise them high
Its your
Asked my dad what he wanted
For his birthday
Go Daddy
Go Zaddy
Get It
Asked my dad what he wanted
For his birthday
Go Daddy
Go Zaddy
Get It
My kids
me
It's your birthday
It's a time to celebrate
But I don't want to celebrate
I want to disintegrate
I love others
More than I love myself
I love
at the office
They dropped him of by time they found him, he was dead
They just let him out of prison and he still bangin'
To buy your love I spent a sixty
and secure
Who knows your dreams which pathways you'll follow
Time's too short before you must fly
Some innocent babes, they fall by the wayside
With no sense
And you put the load right on me
I picked up my bag and went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw old Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
And I
went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't my fault your ass is on the asphalt ('phalt)
Got your chin touched by my fam who though you brought harm, you see
the price
Luke 10:19 give we authority
To destroy the works of the enemy
Anything not of God bind it quickly
Use your voice... cast it out verbally
No
call
But when you're with me
I'll give you a taste
Make it like your birthday everyday
I know you like it sweet
So you can have your cake
Give you
You a real bitch, light it up (light it up)
You a real bitch, go 'n light it up (light it up)
It's your birthday, go 'n light it up (light it up)
for the dudes I batter
True they natter
But they're fake heads, when they see Luke they scatter
It's not a music matter
Tunes stay fatter
Punch in
free
Take a load off Fanny
And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just old Luke
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