Birthday Bitches Lyrics

Anybody Killa: Sit Down!
Mom Bitch Lady: Ok everybody it's clown time!
Anybody Killa: Y'all little mother fuckers shut the fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: The clown is here, everybody sit around right here.
Anybody Killa: I said shut the fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: "Shaggy The Clown" has a present for everybody!

Shaggy 2 Dope:
I got your fuckin' present hanging next to my nuts
Now when I'm swinging on my hatchet, it if hits you it cuts
Don't make me chop your head in half and smack the side with the check
Because I haven't had my Melorol in almost a week
Your fuckin' mama brought me here to entertain your ass,
so no matter what I'm doing I expect you to laugh
Now when you see me do a trick and even if it isn't funny
give my props, unless you want your little necks bloody
I could probably do a cartweel of something if you move the couch, but that aint what I'm fuckin' about
I could sew your mouth shut and pump air in through your nose and fuckin' pop your head
But we'd get blood on our clothes
Look, I'm a wicked clown I ain't no fuckin' superhero,
ain't that big and scary, though I fly like little Ray Mysterio
I'm quick to beat down all you little bitches right in front of your mom
and if the bitch gets heated tel her bring it on!

Chorus:
On shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's your birthday!

Anybody Killa: Sit the fuck down or it's everybody birthday.... Shut the fuck up!

On shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's Your birthday!

Violent J:
It ain't mine mutha facko!