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Birthday Video (MV)




Performed By: Yxng Bane
Featuring: Stefflon Don
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Stephanie Allen, Guystone Menga




Yxng Bane - Birthday Lyrics
Official




[ Featuring Stefflon Don ]

Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah)
Mm-hmm, oh, oh, oh (yeah)
Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)

Tell me if you got time, I need you for hours, babe (oh, bae)
Tell me that it's mine, I'll never ever slice my cake, mhm
You get Off-White, Jordan, Birkin, we go the whole way
Ready, get you what you want
I told the DJ play your favorite song (ooh)
Puttin' you in Gucci then I put you in your thong
But no joke, my baby told me, "Can I buy you Christmas?"
I knew from "what's your number?", Four, three, two, you're the one
It can be a weekday (yeah), make you stronger on your weak days, yeah (yeah)
I can your Hov, you Beyoncé, I make every day your B-day, yeah (yeah)
Make me wanna change your last name (yeah)
Don't give no one else my nickname, yeah (yeah)
Take you on a shopping spree with me, let me spoil you the long way, yeah

Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your

Ooh, it's your birthday (birthday)
Champagne sippin', you no thirsty
Gyal, your body bad, nuh need no runway
Seven days the week, yeah, nobody nuh fi come play
Face too pretty, yuh clean like Bible
Bad to to the max fi open and close
Shell ah 'pon yuh hand, badda than a bag ah man
Haffi tun on every fan, anytime yuh position
Walk out, you a trophy, you nuh lowly (lowly)
Get di ring like yuh name Kobe (Kobe)
And yuh smell sweet, you fi name Rosie (Rosie)
You ah di one and only

Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)

You know that you make me wanna change (change)
And spend it all on you (mmh)
And give it all to you (spend it all on me)
You know that you make me wanna change (oh, yeah)
And spend it all on you (spend it all on me)
And give it all to you (mmh, ooh, whoa)

Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your

Whoa, it's my birthday
And I feel good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Birthday, birthday (yeah)
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Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah)
Mm-hmm, oh, oh, oh (yeah)
Say, "yeah, yeah, yeah" (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)

Tell me if you got time, I need you for hours, babe (oh, bae)
Tell me that it's mine, I'll never ever slice my cake, mhm
You get Off-White, Jordan, Birkin, we go the whole way
Ready, get you what you want
I told the DJ play your favorite song (ooh)
Puttin' you in Gucci then I put you in your thong
But no joke, my baby told me, "Can I buy you Christmas?"
I knew from "what's your number?", Four, three, two, you're the one
It can be a weekday (yeah), make you stronger on your weak days, yeah (yeah)
I can your Hov, you Beyoncé, I make every day your B-day, yeah (yeah)
Make me wanna change your last name (yeah)
Don't give no one else my nickname, yeah (yeah)
Take you on a shopping spree with me, let me spoil you the long way, yeah

Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your

Ooh, it's your birthday (birthday)
Champagne sippin', you no thirsty
Gyal, your body bad, nuh need no runway
Seven days the week, yeah, nobody nuh fi come play
Face too pretty, yuh clean like Bible
Bad to to the max fi open and close
Shell ah 'pon yuh hand, badda than a bag ah man
Haffi tun on every fan, anytime yuh position
Walk out, you a trophy, you nuh lowly (lowly)
Get di ring like yuh name Kobe (Kobe)
And yuh smell sweet, you fi name Rosie (Rosie)
You ah di one and only

Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, yeah)

You know that you make me wanna change (change)
And spend it all on you (mmh)
And give it all to you (spend it all on me)
You know that you make me wanna change (oh, yeah)
And spend it all on you (spend it all on me)
And give it all to you (mmh, ooh, whoa)

Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your birthday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monday to Sunday, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, it's your

Whoa, it's my birthday
And I feel good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Birthday, birthday (yeah)
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Writer: Stephanie Allen, Guystone Menga
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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