Wunda

Wunda - Feeling It Birthday lyrics

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You and me, 101 we could do many things but

Your heart plus my heart, means we could do anything.

You and me, 101 we could do many things but

Your heart plus my heart, means we could do anything.

For your love, for your love, for your love, for your love (x 8)

Here we go, I know you're feeling it

I'm just tryin to help but what you're killing with,

4 x

Thinking to the time, when we ain't got no time,

when they tell em all the mind business,

pleasing you is my mission,

mission, mission, pleasing you is my mission

mission, mission, pleasing you is my mission.

You and me, 101 we could do many things but

Your heart plus my heart, means we could do anything.

You and me, 101 we could do many things but

Your heart plus my heart, means we could do anything.

All I care about this money in the city that I'm from,

I'm gonna sleep until I feel it, I'ma smoke until is done,

I don't really give a f*ck..then I'm run

and I'm only ..get this all..

Long you're getting older, long long you're getting older x 4

Yeah bitch is my birthday, yeah bitch is my birthday

Yeah bitch is my birthday, so stop playing come serve me.

Yeah bitch is my birthday, yeah bitch is my birthday

Yeah bitch is my birthday, so stop playing come serve me.

I've walked the bottles, you ..the heels,

you spoke a bottle, we made a deal,

so where's my show girl, keep it real,

I'm just trying to cop a field,

let me see you twerk that, I lay it back and you work that,

better grab that and work that,

swear I'm bringing that purse back,

this the night I wont' forget, two wrist and listen that

you should spit but making wet,

do a split, earn the check,

bands don't make her dance, dick won't make her sense

baby you my queen, come and serve your king.

Yeah bitch is my birthday, yeah bitch is my birthday

Yeah bitch is my birthday, so stop playing come serve me.

Yeah bitch is my birthday, yeah bitch is my birthday

Yeah bitch is my birthday, so stop playing come serve me.

Went shopping couple racks, real shopping took the reck,

bottle poppin, couple racks, now drunk asking where the titties at,

ask fat, five spit, light eyes, drunk lips,

light skin, dark skin even took me down the white chicks,

spark flying so staying clear, small circle I can't feel the square,

damn dues they can't compare 'cause you .. getting paid over here

bands don't make her dance, dick will make her sink,

baby you my queen come and serve your king.

Yeah bitch is my birthday, yeah bitch is my birthday

Yeah bitch is my birthday, so stop playing come serve me.

Yeah bitch is my birthday, yeah bitch is my birthday

Yeah bitch is my birthday, so stop playing come serve me.

All I care about this money in the city that I'm from,

I'm gonna sleep until I feel it, I'ma smoke until is done,

I don't really give a f*ck..then I'm run

and I'm only ..get this all..

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