Birthday Sex

LETRA

Birthday Sex

It's your birthday so I know you want to ride out
Even if we only go to my house
Sip mo-eezy as we sit upon my couch
Feels good, but I know you want to cry out
You say you want passion
I think you found it
Get ready for action
Don't be astounded
We switching 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 fiending
Wake up in the late night and dreaming about you
Girl you know I-I-I
Girl you know I-I-I
Don't need candles and cake
Just need your body to make good

Birthday sex, birthday sex
Birthday sex, birthday sex
Birthday sex, birthday sex

Foreign (Remix) by Trey Songz

That foreign, foreign
Yeah, yeah, baby

Let's get goin' all you foreign, no complainin', early morning
Dominican, Puerto Rican, yeah, you know they do it for me
Have you seen that LaFerrari, ooh mama that thing is fun?
If it had some wings, we'd be flyin', we'd be soarin', ah
When I'm in it, I be thinkin' I don't want this thing to stop, no
But I'm thinkin' that you're winnin' if you make it to the top floor
That probably means you make me feel some type of way
Shoutout to Sydney for having so many foreign babes

She only been here for two weeks, yeah
Came with her girls but she tryna leave with me, yeah
She workin' hard like she tryna get a visa
The way she twerk it I just might pull out my Visa

After we leave girl, you know where you going (you know where we going)
Straight to the 'tel, you ain't leaving 'til the morning ('Til the morning)
Same old thing, yeah you know that shit's boring
American you know I had to cop that foreign (Cop that foreign)
American you know I had to cop that foreign
She got in that bikini when we in the Lamborghini
American you know I had to cop that foreign
She from another country, but I brought her to the city with me
I know it's never boring
American you know I had to cop that foreign, uh huh