Happy 20th
• Written by FadeNation
Just turned twenty finished twenty shots of whiskey,
She just wants my dick, someone feed her pussy friskies,
Finished nine to five, smoking weed till I fly,
Smoking on this skyscraper, literally I'm sky high,
Happy Birthday babe, says boo for below,
She blowing me above the city, on top of the Prudential,
Boston Mass I call it home, streets made me into a man,
Taught me not to think I can't, but imagine that I can,
If all this snow was coke, I'd be sitting on a pound,
I'd snort a couple lines, I'd be sitting on the ground,
If this snow was frosting then the city is my cake,
Party hard on my birthday, we call it spring break,
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FadeNation
Member since March 2 2015