Vae Vanilla - It's My Bday

Vanilla Vesus
Tip top, hair done, nails done
'Bout to own [?] when I want
[?] these Cartier frames, I done spent a lil' something
Glasses up, chears to another year around the sun
My neck, my back, my hips
Hurt from cairieing the weight of being that bitch
And I'm staying on they ass, it's that good defence
Now they shaking up, bitches full court press
Gamed up like E.A
In my own lane, I ain't doing shit the free way
Kicking shit [?] no lee way
Time to get them racks up, baby, it's my BDay
[?] but I still give him hell
[?] he could tell
In case a bitch get too lit, I got [?]
Ho, I been with this shit, before the clock hit twelve
Big V make that paint job ice cream
See I'm outside, but you can't get inside me
Boy, please
On his knees, off top I'm getting pleased
When I see [?] the only time I give and don't receive
It's my BDay, it's my BDay
In the club, screaming "Go go DJ"
That's my DJ, [?] that replay
Always treat it like my last, no [?] day
Got my ex in [?] text to get back to me
If we switch, you know we gon' eat sugar [?]
Shoot your shot today, you might get a chance
Fuck a happy birthday, you better send them bands
Ate that shit, he wanna get lit with a birthday bitch
Ate that shit, he wanna get lit with a birthday bitch