It’s My Birthday Sexyy Red

[Intro]
I know, I know, I been that bitch
Been that bitch since the motherfuckin' first grade
All you hoes know what's up with me
It's my motherfuckin' birthday
But really every day my birthday, though

[Pre-Chorus]
(It's my birthday) Finna throw on a fresh fit
(It's my birthday) Tie me up, get me lit (On Blood)
(It's my birthday) Know I'm finna pop my shit (Yeah)
(It's my birthday) Me and my crew, we in this bitch (Sexyy)

[Chorus]
(It's my birthday) Yeah (It's my birthday), yeah
(It's my birthday) Ooh (It's my birthday), tie me up
(It's my birthday) Tie me up (It's my birthday), yeah, yeah, yeah, tie me up
(It's my birthday) Tie me up (It's my birthday)

[Verse]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, I'm in a Nascar (Nyoom)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm freaky, at the bar
Niggas gettin' star-struck when they see me 'cause big Sexyy hard
If you wanna impress mе, put them bands in a birthday card
(Sexyy, Sexyy) Hе like how I be flexin'
(Sexyy, Sexyy) Call me Ranch 'cause I be dressin'
(Sexyy, Sexyy) If you like me, ice my neck
Was bottle wars in the club, the thickest bitches in my section
(Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop) Watch me pop my shit
(Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop) Sexyy in this bitch
(Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop) Watch me pop my shit
(Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop) Sexyy in this bitch