Lyrics: Nolan Lee Lewis
Music: Nolan Lee Lewis
[Intro ]
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, happy birthday, hehehahaha
[Hook ]
We’re gonna get nasty
Cause it’s the big one-nine
If you coming, keep it cu’, better get in line
We’re gonna get nasty
Stepping out, new styles
Riding ’til the wheels off, we can go for miles
We’re gonna get nasty
That’s just how we do
Are you meeting up or not? Check the rendezvous
We’re gonna get nasty
Go ‘head and gimme the cake
Whole world on the horizon, and it’s ours to take
[Verse 1]
We gonna gеt N-A- S-T-Y
I’m up and they see why
Now don’t you come with all that, you know you are not that guy
I pull up to thе party with a black suit and a tie
Stuck on me is their eyes
Take flicks, that’s my advice
Food on bussin’, come and fill up a plate
If you don’t come get ‘em, it’s your boo Ima take
Pretty soon Ima be the one they all imitate
Gotta up the tint percentage just to go to the bank
Working overtime and I know they all see that
LV on my shoes and a new double-C bag
Tryna get a knock-off, think I saw it on Ebay
I’m just tryna get something in time for the b-day
Running like a relay, you could hand me the torch
Ego swole like the chest on Amanda Lepore
Hands a little too shaky, someone handle the pour
Fill it up, in my cup, yeah I want me some more
[Hook]
We’re gonna get nasty
Cause it’s the big one-nine
If you coming, keep it cu’, better get in line
We’re gonna get nasty
Stepping out, new styles
Riding ’til the wheels off, we can go for miles
We’re gonna get nasty
That’s just how we do
Are you meeting up or not? Check the rendezvous
We’re gonna get nasty
Go ‘head and gimme the cake
Whole world on the horizon, and it’s ours to take
[Verse 2]
The room chock-full of sugar, everyone so sweet
Call this party vegetarian, there ain’t no beef
It’ s just me and all my buds, all my buds and me
Y’all know we like expensive things, but the hugs is free, yeah
We gon’ turn up Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
It’ s nasty nineteen, we gon’ do it in the worst way
And you know they ain’t finna try you on your worst day
Especially not now, cause it’s your birthday
No you can’t ignore this, Libra or a Taurus, it don’t matter
They must be some tourists, way they stop and stare, like “who be badder?”
She hate in vicinity, well guess what baby, I don’t see her
Cause this birthday is amazing, call it BIA BIA
Fill up balloons until they pop with air
Left your dad at home and got an Uber, left your poppa there
You in your flopping era, me on top, that’s what they scared of
I move parallel to the money, nothing funny, why you tearing up
[Hook]
We’re gonna get nasty
Cause it’s the big one-nine
If you coming, keep it cu’, better get in line
We’re gonna get nasty
Stepping out, new styles
Riding ’til the wheels off, we can go for miles
We’re gonna get nasty
That’s just how we do
Are you meeting up or not? Check the rendezvous
We’re gonna get nasty
Go ‘head and gimme the cake
Whole world on the horizon, and it’s ours to take
[Outro]
We're gonna get nas—na—
Cause it’s the big-big, b -big-big
Big one-nine, nine, in line, b-big
(Big) Cause it’s the big-big, b -big-big
Big one-nine, nine, in line, b-big
We’re gonna get nast—
(Big) Cause it’s the big-big, b -big-big
Big one-nine, nine, in line, b -big
(Big) Go ‘head and gimme the cake
Whole world on the horizon, and it’s ours to take