Released on November 6, 2007

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[Intro: Rick Ross]

Boss, Flo Rida

Poe Boy Entertainment

Like I said, we the best, Flo Rida, apt, millions


[Chorus: Flo Rida]

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)


[Verse 1: Flo Rida]

I gone be honest tomorrow ain't promised that's why I say this

Here today then you gone like rentin' a car from Avis

Hurts but it's the truth your driving out that Mercedes

That's why I be on point, I'm never procrastinatin'

You better be dodging Satan, the pussy nigga be hatin'

Want his cake and eat it too, you you do greasy like bacon

Everyday money chasin', I'm so in love with the fragrance

So what, I'm a little impatient, you dope man, ain't got no patience

Boy I feel like I'm racin', before I become a raisin

Those strippers hotter then cajen', my daily be in rotation

The daily birthday occasion, I'm rarely off of vacation

I'm barely owing the nation, the nelly dollars are rakin'


[Chorus: Flo Rida]

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)


[Verse 2: Flo Rida]

I ain't talkin' next year, I ain't talkin' in a month

I ain't talkin' in a week, every day I wanna stunt

Every day, I want sum candles, every day, a hundred bucks

Every day I pull up in lambos, filet meion for lunch

What my birthday, you got my birthday, when my birthday

You better say my birthday, I get emotional

That's what c-notes will do

Them penny loafer shoes help me cop a Bentley coupe

Now my string of women hotter than Campbells soup

Boy, that cake will make them priests turn to animals

I'm King Kong and it's your trainin' day

Denzel with the ice and I'm pushin' weight

I ain't tryna wake 'em all, I ain't tryna down pay

If Biggie got a wife, she ain't with him, not day

Ain't nobody here to stay, you can try to get away

I'mm bounce a nigga pray, my advice still the same, aye


[Chorus: Flo Rida]

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)


[Verse 3: Flo Rida]

I'm Mr. Birthday Man, I'ma merk that man

For that work, that man, I will hurt that man, tell 'em

You don't want me to go outside, you make them head swellin'

No-no-no-no, oh no, another birthday up or so

Gotta make a wish, boy, you done blow

Hey, too many people keepin' it G-Code

So, the nigga, he get all about that dough

Yeah, you niggas speakin' to me, I get ghosts

But the suckers, you fuckers, so duckers

We squeezing triggers like mustard all on your dogs

Say sum'n, I'll get you lost, It's repercussion, no talk, boss


[Chorus: Flo Rida]

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)

I don't want no cake on my birthday

I want my cake errday (Errday)


[Outro: Rick Ross]

3-0-5 in my yayo, Flo Rida

You on fire, like I said, "We the Best"

It's time to bust down that birthday cake, baby

I'm talking millions

Khaled, Runners, E-Class

Poe Boy Entertainment

Runnin' the game, runnin' the streets

Flo Rida, let's get some millions, sell man, yeah