Birthday Sex (ft. Pitbull, Trey Songz, Teairra Mari, Stat Quo, & Ludacris) (iSouth Remix)
[Pitbull:] I can see it in her face that shes never been Freaked She needs a veteran, me I'm a take her to the limit take her to the max Lay her on the back, I'm a take her to a peek Dig ya nails in my back Scratch Press ya tounge on my neck Lick Put ya teeth on my shoulder Bite Digg deep I'm a show her right Now mama tell me how it feels Don't you dare take off them heels No No No You want me to speak spanish? [damelo todo que eso es mio] Action Action Lust Lust Passion Passion Us Us
[Chorus: Jeremih] Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I I've been feenin' Wake up in the late night... dreamin' about your lovin' Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make good
Birthday sex Birthday sex
It's the best day of the year, girl
Birthday sex Birthday sex
[Trey Songz:] If Jamie Foxx can blame it on that a-a-a-a-alcohol Then, I know we can take a drink and come up out our draws I said I'm the best girl She said she doubt it (Whaaaaaat? !) No limit to sex, girl, I'm bout it, bout it
[Teairra Mari:] I feel the attraction Don't wanna talk about it Ya body is askin Don't wanna leave without it Need a intermission I feel surrounded Let me tell you where I want your kiss Boy
[Chorus: Jeremih] Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I I've been feenin' Wake up in the late night... dreamin' about your lovin' Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make good
Birthday sex Birthday sex
It's the best day of the year, girl
Birthday sex Birthday sex
[Stat Quo:] It's a special day and night It's cake, cut it right Everything you like with the lights on Tight. Girl my fight can ice Do I got to sing that silly song, happy birthday to you Damn why your clothes still on? Get naked, ya it's what we gon do Up down, down... up, gon please don't stop Long range you climb on top Ride my horsey, don't it rock? This gift will make you an addict Put my carrot in your rabbit Magnum hatless make magic Poof, girl there you have it
[Chorus: Jeremih] Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I I've been feenin' Wake up in the late night... dreamin' about your lovin' Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make good
Birthday sex Birthday sex
It's the best day of the year, girl
Birthday sex Birthday sex
[Ludacris:] Since you like to wrestle, I'm gon pin you to the bed I'll have you leaving on a stretcher When I see how far I can stretch yo legs Put your hands in the cuffs right now Shut up do what I said And lemme show you why Shawna Made the song get-get-get-getting some head She wanna make love in the kitchen (come go with luda) She wanna keep switchin positions (I know the karma sutra) And I'm about to do ya, do ya Have you screamin hallelujah, lujah Quevo me gusta, gusta Taste like ay suca, suca Get in the birthday coop, with ya birthday suit I'm a turn you into birthday soup Take a birthday shot, it's her birthday too We can turn this into a birthday groove I'm loving this birthday thing So I'm like whos birthdays next? Everydays my birthday So surprise, let's have birthday sex
[Chorus: Jeremih] Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I I've been feenin' Wake up in the late night... dreamin' about your lovin' Girl you know I-I-I Girl you know I-I-I Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make good