Текст J. Stalin – Everyday My Birthday

Lookin’ back and all them years I spent in the kitchen and I slide threw with my mu’fuckin’ rims listen everything I do got something to do with curve pitching if it ain’t about dough and it ain’t about mentionin’ and if you ain’t talkin’ stack and nigga I ain’t tryna listen, I can take a bitch from a nigga and she feelin’ him. Live wire, shirts, live wire killin’ em, live wire in em, nigga I’m dressed in em. So git so my money so nice, my money love me, I ain’t gotta ask twice, my money look real right to a bad bitch, take her back to the hood show ah bitch a whole kick jump back in the car then I make her suck a whole dick she know I sit up at the table with them papa chips buffin’ on the cat piss. you can ask my last bitch. Young Stalin go hard for them Benjamen’s.

I’m gettin’ money like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m gettin’ cake like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m spending money like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.

I do the coogie and the louie and the new j’s brand new in the box I keep a new k Lil’ mama say I make em feel like the whole j’s I’m countin’ money, money on top of fifty’s and when it come to bitches you know a nigga real picky, you know I’m still in the game like Barry Bonds fuck wid me I get it 6 to 5? shit I try, keep a nigga stuntin’ on em, if they ain’t comin’ on the fo’s I don’t even wont it, cuz I’m the nigga that’ll stick dick to yo women an I don’t care you can gon’ an fuck my bitch as long as you don’t get in the way of a nigga’s chips, that’s why I tighten up my game like vice grips. You nigga»s like banana peels but I never slip, west solo nigga keep a big bird on a sip niggas hate cuz they money lil like micro chip but real niggas bounce back like Michael Vick. I’m from the hood so you know I stick to the script. I came from nothing, I remember I was born a misfit but now a lil nigga way too legit to quit.

I’m gettin’ money like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m gettin’ cake like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m spending money like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m gettin’ cake like errday my birthday. Live wire niggas they make em made in the worst way.

I still get it, I whip it, like a bird flippin’.
Count stacks like a nigga sold da whole chicken.
Its Young Stalin reporting live from the kitchen,
fly nigga in the coogie and the true religion,
I’m from the ghetto but a nigga worth 6 figgas,
I’ll put yo ass on the permanent visit,
on the way to meet cha maker cuz niggas don’t listen,
I got my money up so we can let the games be—gin.

I’m gettin money like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m gettin cake like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m spending money like errday my birthday, AYE! Like errday my birthday.
I’m gettin cake like errday my birthday. Live wire niggas they make em made in the worst way.