The Roots - Birthday Girl lyrics

rate me

What is it we wanna do?

Now that I'm allowed to be alone with you

Birthday girl it's your birthday

Wherever you wanna go

Now you're old enough to go and see the R-rated show, now

R-rated show

Yo, she said she was a magazine editor named Jenny

Backstage in high heels and painted on jeans

Probably had the most devious eyes I'd ever seen

Told me she was twenty-two, she was only seventeen

She had somethin' to hide, she snuck in from outside

And got everybody gassed like the car I drive

With all that grown lady ass and my for rap vibe

She said she came to see them *Roots boy fall out live

But listen,

*What is it we wanna do?

Now that I'm allowed to be alone with you

Birthday girl it's your birthday

Wherever you wanna go

Now you're old enough to go and see the R-rated show, now

R-rated show

You see, the girls look good but they brains' not ready

I talked to a woman, he mind is more steady

Probably something in the way they designed that's more steady

I'll just let you recite, 'cause the line was so heavy

But I shoulda known better, 'cause now I feel like America's underbelly

R. Kelly, gutter smut peddlers, internet predators, chat-room irregulars

That's not my twist

You trying to send me to the therapist, miss

What is it we wanna do?

Now that I'm allowed to be alone with you

Birthday girl it's your birthday

Wherever you wanna go

Now you're old enough to go and see the R-rated show, now

R-rated show

Now she talkin' cheddar cheese grits

Through tomato fried fish

'Cause she heard it's my dish

Tryin' to be my sidekick

All the people all around thinking she was my chick

Saying "Damn, that girl fit

But she ain't no twenty-six."

Looking at me like I'm up to somethin', on a funny tip

Like I ever really been the one that try to honey drip

It's your birthday so let me know the gift you wanna get

In fact, blow out the candles on the cake and make a wish for me

They can't really seem to look away

So they try asking her to stay

Fake I.D. you won't get turned away

You look lovely tonight

Now you're old enough to buy a gun

So many better ways of having fun

Right now I can only think of one

You look lovely tonight.

What is it we wanna do?

Now that I'm allowed to be alone with you

Birthday girl it's your birthday

Wherever you wanna go

Now you're old enough to go and see the R-rated show, now

R-rated show

Thanks to Kimberly Cheesepuff for these lyrics