Happy Birthday Mac Miller

[Intro]
Bum-ba-da-bum-bum (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Okay

[Verse 1]
There's a birthday party happenin' upstairs (Where?)
And it's all for me, who the fuck cares? (Fuck it)
They won't notice if I never go and show my face (Face)
They just lookin' for a reason they can celebrate (That's okay)
I hate to waste the vanilla cake that they made for me (Tasty)
I tell the same stories, they pretend they never heard 'em (Boring)
I'll just stay down here inside the studio (Uh-huh)
Doin' blow and paraphrasin' The Crucible (Witch)
If you fuckin' with the God, that's a funeral (Kill 'em)
Lose your soul, I'm witcha longer than your student loans (Woah)
Who got the ecstasy pills? I need a few to roll (Raw)
I'm a real drug addict, homie, you should know
Somebody please tell Jimmy to put the pistol down (Stop, man! Please, please, please, please!)
He's serious this time, he's gonna kill me now (Bapapapapam! Ah!)
He'll regret it when I hit the ground (What did I do?)
For now, everybody gather round

[Chorus]
It's happy birthday (Woo)
It's a birthday party (Yeah)
Yeah, happy birthday (Sing me a motherfuckin' song)
It's your birthday party (Sing me a motherfuckin' song)
Yeah, happy birthday (Yeah)
It's your birthday party (Come on)
Happy birthday (Come on, come on)
Yeah, happy birthday (Come on, come on)