| «This was my 21st birthday uh, yanahmsayin?
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| I was with this chick about a cool two months
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| You know what I’m sayin? |
| Goin hard at her
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| Like REALLY y’know, throwin game at this chick
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| But she had a man, I really- I was runnin in place kinda sorta, y’know
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| We kiss and all that, y’know we’d make out
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| But I never could smash cause she was tryin to be faithful to her man
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| You know how that bullshit goes — anyway, my 21st birthday, it was a wrap
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| So I hit her up like, 'Wassup?! |
| You gon' come hang with me on my 21st birthday?'
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| And she’s on the phone soundin all sad and shit and she’s like
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| 'No. |
| I CAN’T!' |
| And I’m like, 'Why? |
| What’s goin on? |
| What’s wrong?'
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| And she’s like, 'My boyfriend got shot today!' |
| And I just, y’know,
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| sit there for a second
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| Then I go. |
| 'Well alright~!! |
| Happy birthday to ME! |
| So wassup?! |
| You’re gonna
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| come thru or what?'
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| HAHAHAHA! |
| But yeah, long story short., she never did kick it with me that day
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| Her boyfriend pulled through and I never did get to smash
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| Can’t win 'em all, but yeah, that’s about the funniest, craziest most fucked-up
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| Birthday I ever had, I feel like a pitiful person tellin this shit
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| But that shit was funny, brah! |
| I was drunk man, shit happens» |