
Bday Isaiah Rashad (Ft. Deacon Blue & Kari Faux)
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[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]
Dum, dum-dum-dum-dum-dum
Yeah
Feel me
You, ugh-ugh, ugh
[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
Me, I feel great today
I can't help but just pour my drink
'Cause it be talkin' to a nigga
Yeah, and sometimes, I be talking back
Sometimes, I be, hahaha
Ah, just wait
Ugh
[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
Play me, nigga, I'm faded
Nigga, I feel like 25 babies
Skunk, drunk, lookin' like a robber
Headed to the church or headed to the brothel
Poppin' my collar, really like Bieber
How you tell the truth to a crowd of white people?
Made it, motivational speaker, pumping
Most time, tellin' my teacher something
[Refrain: Isaiah Rashad]
Baby, we was like Decatur
We was like Lithonia, elevated thinker, pumping
Deacon, stuntin' was a habit
Trappin' was a hobby, shooter got a reason
Thumper, Sasha, why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever, life is so confusing, fuck it
Take me, take me to revival
Maybe this'll help me, maybe this'll change my mind, yeah
Dum, dum-dum-dum-dum-dum
Yeah
Feel me
You, ugh-ugh, ugh
[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
Me, I feel great today
I can't help but just pour my drink
'Cause it be talkin' to a nigga
Yeah, and sometimes, I be talking back
Sometimes, I be, hahaha
Ah, just wait
Ugh
[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
Play me, nigga, I'm faded
Nigga, I feel like 25 babies
Skunk, drunk, lookin' like a robber
Headed to the church or headed to the brothel
Poppin' my collar, really like Bieber
How you tell the truth to a crowd of white people?
Made it, motivational speaker, pumping
Most time, tellin' my teacher something
[Refrain: Isaiah Rashad]
Baby, we was like Decatur
We was like Lithonia, elevated thinker, pumping
Deacon, stuntin' was a habit
Trappin' was a hobby, shooter got a reason
Thumper, Sasha, why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever, life is so confusing, fuck it
Take me, take me to revival
Maybe this'll help me, maybe this'll change my mind, yeah
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