Текст песни Birthday Sex

Three-mix. heh heheh Luda. And guess who else. CXC.

Commando the crazy one. haa whoo

You ready to do the nasty?

What you want me to do, just ask me.

We can just move to the back seat.

And you can start loosin' your shhh.

She's all so freaky but classy.

Now, that's the girl that I kinda like. Fuck her man tho' Buck some hand-cuffs and sandles. Birthday girl, blow out yo candles.

I can't wait to eat yo birthday cake. Got me lickin' on my fingers cause I love the way your birthday tastes. And let me see you make a birthday face. You're one of a kind, and I'm, about to make sure your birthday came. I'm bout to get up in there like your b-day. Work the middle for a minute triple fin until you fall asleep, eh? But you never knew I could get this freaky. All you gotta do is make a wish. Make a wish is ya need me, believe me.

It's your birthday so I know

You want to riiide out,

Even if we only go to myyy house

Sip mo- weezy as we sit upon myyy couch

Feels good, but I know you want to

Cryyy out

You say you want passion

I think you found it

Get ready for action

Don't be astounded

We switchin' positions

You feel surrounded

Tell me where you want

Your gift, girl

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Girl you know I-I-I

Girl you know I-I-I

I've been feenin'

Wake up in the late night... dreamin' about your lovin'

Girl you know I-I-I

Girl you know I-I-I

Don't need candles or cake

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Birthday sex

Birthday sex

It's the best day of the year, girl

Birthday sex

Birthday sex

It feels like, feels like... lemme hit that... g-spot g-spot

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See you sexy and them jeans got me

On 10

1-2-3, think I got you pinned

Don't tap out... fight until the end

Ring that bell; we gon start over again

We grindin' wit passion, cuz it's yo birthday

Been at it for hours... I know you thirsty

You kiss me so sweetly... taste just like Hershey's

Just tell me how you want yo gift, girl

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Since ya like to wrestle; I'm gon pin you to the bed.

I'll have you leavin' on a stretcher when I see how far I can stretch your legs.

Put your hands in the cuffs right now. Shut up. Do what I said.

And let me show ya why Shauna made the song get get getin' some head.

She wanna make love in the kitchen

Come go with Luda Luda

She wanna keep switchin positions

I know the kamasutra

And I'm about to do ya do ya

Have ya screamin halleluijah luijah

Cuervo magusta gusta

Taste like hazuka zuka

Get in the birthday coop with your birthday suit. Imma turn you into birthday soup. (that's right)Take a birthday shot. It's her birthday too. We can turn this into a birthday group. (Let's go! ) I'm lovin' this birthday thang. So, I'm like who's birthday's next? (Who's next?) Everyday is my birthday; so SURPRISE! Lets have birthday sex.

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