Breezy (Birthday 19) lyrics

Hey, b*tches I'm back to start this party
(How can you be back? Aren't you still in the army?)
No, you stupid sl*t
I'm out and I'm free
(Well okay, calm down. You don't have to curse at me)

And now that I'm out
And everything is nice and breezy
I can hang out with my G's
And throw around a little frisbee
Yeah, we play the frisbees
Are you too good, good for that?
It's actually pretty fun
Once you get the hang of it

I'm a party animal
I'm a party beast
Now b*tch, get me something
Off of my wish list
Now I'm heading my mic
To the man from the south
Everyone put your lips together
For side mouth

[Side Mouth]
You b*tches don't know me
You don't know my game
I've got the b*tches
The riches
The coke and the fame
All day and all night
I got full access to boobies
I also race cars
With my boy Frankie Muniz
(Original version)
Wait, you really hang out with Frank Muniz?
(Uh, yeah, yeah sometimes)
Isn't he like 32 by now?
(He's still a nice guy. I don't get what that has to do with anything.)
I just think it's a little weird
(Why?)
I don't know, you're a mouth and everything
(Whatever. Haters gonna' hate, you know? f*cking hater.)

(Birthday Album Pt. 1 version)
Wow, you still see him?
(Yeah, we still hang!)
I heard he's not doing so well
(He's been alri-don't make fun of that)
I won't, I won't, I have the utmost respect for Malcolm In The Mid-
(Stop.)