| «Birthday memories.
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| I remember two years ago, January 24th, 2011
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| I was just up there, my niggaz was taking me
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| out to the club in the city
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| So, we go out to this club in Manhattan and.
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| I’m there and you know. |
| just came out, had shorties came out
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| Friends came out, niggaz was buying you drinks
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| Started off with Long Islands, then we had shots
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| Then I had some tequila, then I had some Patron, Goose
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| Then I had some Henny, Ciroc, pineapple — no, Ciroc coconut, my fault
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| All those drinks mixed together man just called for a bad night
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| So last thing I remembered, the song came on „My Dougie“
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| And. |
| that’s the one thing I remembered
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| and when I woke up the next morning, something didn’t feel right
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| So I got up went to the bathroom, I took a wizz
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| I looked in the mirror and my front lip was busted
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| Like, my top lip was touchin my nose
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| So I ran out the bathroom, I went to wake my nigga up
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| I said, 'Yo B, you let niggaz jump me, my nigga?! |
| This is crazy!
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| On my fuckin birthday?!' |
| Nigga was like, 'Yo.'
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| He’s just like 'No, nobody jumped you, my nigga' He said, 'You did that
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| yourself'
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| I said 'How the fuck did I do this, man?!' |
| He said, 'You just, you left the club
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| I was carryin you, like you was hurt, like you was just super drunk
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| You said let you go so I let you go, you was walking, you was just talking
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| about your daughter
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| And then all of the sudden… you fell face first onto the ice
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| And I went to pick you up, but you picked yourself up and then.
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| You started hittin your Dougie with a busted lip'
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| And that’s how I fucked up my lip on my fuckin birthday
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| Crazy, right?» |