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LYRICS: Davido – Birthday Cake ft. Hit-Boy and Nas

Davido ft Hit-Boy and Nas – Birthday Cake Lyrics.

Davido Birthday Cake Lyrics.

Ba-da, bang-bang

Say you wan’ know

You gon’ know, you gon’ know, uh

(Hit-Boy)

Oh my, my, my Nina

Me I no like no drama

I’ma bring it back, like karma

‘Cause you’ll be my Shiva, I’ll be Mufasa

Make your body shake faster

Ah go make sure than go bit faster

I’m a rich kid, with all the gangsta

‘Cause you’ll be my Shiva, I’ll be Mufasa

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Omo this your red bottom shoes

When I’m with you, now W’s

‘Cause you’ll be my Shiva, I’ll be Mufasa

Hey, hey, hey-hey

I just want the birthday cake, girl

Even though it’s not my birthday, girl

‘Cause you’ll be my Shiva, I’ll be Mufasa

Hey, one of them

You one of them, yeah (Hey)

One of them

Ooh, she’s on of them

None of them (Ooh)

All of them, yeah

All of them (Life is good)

I just want the birthday cake, girl

(Everything)

And she’s everywhere (everywhere)

Yeah, and she’s everywhere

But me I’m everywhere too, hey (one of them)

She’s one of them (one of them)

Yeah, she’s one of them

I just want the birthday cake, girl (one of them)

She one of them

Better than a hundred of them

Body look good, like she run in the gym

Lease a crib for a whole year, it’s nothin’ to spend

Cuddle in them Persian rugs, yeah, it’s us against them

Cartier bracelets, every car is spaceship (Yeah)

Birthday cake, every day it’s a celebration (Yeah)

Illegal alligators and snake skin (Woah)

They catch us at the border, yeah, we both gettin’ cases

Adrenaline rush, maintainin’ in trust (Woah)

Just walked out of Fendi and we spent a trunk

Swimming suits in trunks, Bentley coupes and blunts

Orange juice in the mornin’ when we wake up (Woo)

Vitamin C, I gave her vitamin D, uh

Everything she need, ain’t no drama with me (Nah)

Flight to Nigeria, she said, “What time do we leave?”

Diamond on sleeves, thousand count on the sheets

I will always love you, like Bobby and Whitney

On mommas we litty

Just promise you with me

When it get tricky (haha), will you hold me down?

Davido and Nas, Hit-Boy on the sound (Blaow)

Hey, you one of them

You one of them, yeah (Hey)

One of them

Ooh, she’s one of them (Yeah)

None of them (Ooh)

All of them, yeah (She’s one of them, she’s one of them)

All of them, all of them

Everything (Uh)

And she’s everywhere

She’s everywhere (one of them)

But me I’m everywhere too (one of them)

She’s one of them, she’s one of them

Yeah, she’s one of them

I just want the birthday cake, girl

Birthday cake

Nas

I want bottles

I want all my bottles black

Every bottle gotta come in black

Tequila, Yak, whatever

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