Birthday Sex - Jeremih

It’s your birthday so I know

you want to riiide out,

Even if we only go to myyy house

Sip mo- weezy as we sit upon myyy couch

Feels good, but I know you want to cryyy out

You say you want passion

I think you found it Get ready for action

Don’t be astounded

We switchin’positions

You feel surrounded

Tell me where you want

your gift, girl

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

It feels like, feels like… lemme hit that… g-spot g-spot

See you sexy and them jeans got me on 10

1−2-3, think I got you pinned

Don’t tap out… fight until the end

Ring that bell;

we gon start over again

We grindin’wit passion, cuz it’s yo birthday

Been at it for hours… I know you thirsty

You kiss me so sweetly… taste just like Hershey’s

Just tell me how you want yo gift, girl

First I’m gonna take a dive into the water deep until I know I pleased

that body (body ah oop)

Or girl without a broom

I might just sweep you off your feet

And make you wanna tell somebody

(body, how I do)

somebody body how i do Or maybe we can float on top my water bed you close your eyes as i fuck between

your legs

We work our way from kitchen stoves, and tables

Girl you know I’m more than able to please, yeah

Say you wanted flowers on the bed (on the bed)

But you got me and now it’s on again

{Chours) (it's the best day of the year, girl)

(lemme know what it feels like, feels like, when I hit that G-spot, G-spot)