Birthday Remix lyrics

(Hook)
Do you wanna die on your birthday
Do you wanna die on skeeze day
Do you wanna die on welch day
Do you wanna die on baldy day
Do you wanna die on bronco day
Do you wanna die on yo momma day
Or yo dead ass grandma day
f*ck it then rico what you gotta say
You wanna die by the first lil n*gga
You wanna get your ass merked lil n*gga
Face on t shirt lil n*gga
You ain’t put in no work lil n*gga
You ain’t serving no work lil n*gga
And you signing paper work lil n*gga
You should quit rap and work lil n*gga
You should quit rap and work lil n*gga

(Verse)
First off yella boy you a b*tch
Cemone is the boy's government
Swagger-jacking, copycatting, on my di*k
So a n*gga had to block him like my b*tch
Broke boy can't even pay your rent
Sell a 8 ball never seen a brick
That's about as petty as it f*cking get
You bin selling that sh*t since 06'
God damn lil boi you should quit
You should quit rapping focus on your kids
So they won't grow up n like you
Be another big nothin' piece of sh*t
God damn lil b*tch
How many times you've been hit?
Shot more than a fake booty b*tch
That you hang with
Billy the mother-f*cking rat
Knowing god damn well he a snitch
Welch World, Or
STL, Its tookaville
He don't even know what the f*ck he is
He prolly be
Sleeping in the mother-f*cking trap
Broke ass can't even afford a crib
Tryna get me
Up on a mother-f*cking feature
No video by yourself, Got a mil
Always show poles
Up on a mother-f*cking net
Knowing damn well that they never kill
All Ya'll some hoes
Better put respect on my name, SnapDogg
Fore' I snap your neck for real
Let's get back, back to the subject
n*ggas be gay, they so suspect
Always on the net on some tuff' sh*t
Ain't do sh*t, Got shot in public
And that sh*t was on camera
And une even have a hammer
Internet n*gga, MC hammer
If I saw Breezo
He'd woulda thought his ass was Kyngg
When Lil Marc' caught his ass lacking
In the mall in Atlanta
n*ggas they be scared to take advantage
n*ggas they be whores like a cabinet
All you gotta do is drop a f*cking addy
Anywhere you at on the atlas
And I'll put up on you gladly
We pop out at nights just like Gladis
We pop out at night with my savage
I pop out at night catch you lacking
I pop at yo girl kill yo family
Clear thru Ada
Set that b*tch off look like Jada
(?)
I pop at yo granny
Yella be f*cking dem trannies
Billy be smelling they panties
All in yo house like yo aunty
Rico is sweeter than candy
I come from the bottom like sandy
My n*ggas is savage like randy
Leg shot I don't understand it
Head shot is sure to do damage
Skeeze looking down so embarrased
Welch looking down like god damn it
Bronco looking like that's my family
Baldy looking like
"Breezy do sum how you let they ass clap me?"
Free that boy stain, that's my (?)
Free Spazz, R.I.P Pappy
Finna' go nuts like (a taffy)
Sonnin' they ass, I'm they daddy
Free Ewol missing him badly
Cook Breezo' face like a patty
(?) from GD to BD
Head shot'll send him to Lil' Steve
Yella boy you just a wanna be
I get my di*k sucked by Queen D
SnappDogg barking, he need to pee
Lil Jay kicked Billy out FBG
Lil Jay scary ass still in PC
Next time lil n*gga don't mention me
Light a n*gga up like a christmas tree
b*tch we got drums like a symphany
b*tch I'm the king and they mini me's
Shout out Larry Hoover
Rico Recklezz b*tch I been a beast

(Hook)
Do you wanna die on your birthday
Do you wanna die on skeeze day
Do you wanna die on welch day
Do you wanna die on baldy day
Do you wanna die on bronco day
Do you wanna die on yo momma day
Or yo dead ass grandma day
f*ck it then rico what you gotta say
You wanna die by the first lil n*gga
You wanna get your ass merked lil n*gga
Face on t shirt lil n*gga
You ain't put in no work lil n*gga
You ain't serving no work lil n*gga
And you signing paper work lil n*gga
You should quit rap and work lil n*gga