Happy Birthday Pt. 2 (feat. Pooh Bear)

Early in the morning

Smoking them blunts

Jump up out my bed

What the fuck you want?

Roll me a [?]

We [?]

Twisted dreads in my head

Nigga just like that

Count my cheese up

Big big money

Oh, I'm on the move

Ain't a damn thing funny

I really don't lose much

When I'm in the streets nigga

Point [?] drugs

How the fuck you figure nigga

Yeah, I'm successful

Every single day, bitch

Admit it, I'm the best dog/doe[?]

Just cause we rich trick

Always so fresh doe

Every single way

And represent the west coast

Every single day

Internationally known

All around the world

Hit me on the cell phone

I'll fuck your girl

And hit you right back

Then hang up in your face

Unless I'm getting sprayed

I'll take my cake to go

Happy birthday

I'll take my cake to go

Happy birthday

What's your side girl?

Happy birthday

[?] It's one of those days

A throwback Thursday

Wanna do it your way?

Burger King bitch

I told her she was special

Oh you know you're [?] one

Until she almost bust a vessel

Doctor, doctor

I told her, come on girl let's get it in

Cmon, get in

And cut out all the bitching

Hush yo mouth

Turn it up girl, and just listen

Bang bang

And a [?] gangster we got straight pimpin' [?]