[Intro] Yeahhh… it's your Auntie on the mic, Seventeen candles… Nene in the building… Hold tiiiiiight… we gon' do it like this. [Verse 1] Lil' Nene used to trip when the mail came through, " Jeff the Killer's out there!" — she ran, whooo! Said Trump gonna deport me, I'm Mexican too, But nah lil' girl, that ain't what he do. She called my phone, said, "Put Emma on the line," I barked back like the pup—dog talkin' just fine. And babies from wands? That's the story she told, Magic spell, boom kid—yeah, Nene was bold. [Hook] N-to-the-E, to the N-E, Nene… Scrollin' on her phone, shrimp-back queen. Seventeen now, too cool for me, But Auntie still the boss, D-O-double-G. [Verse 2] She love art, she love sleep, she love cheese on her plate, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, pour the milk—don't wait. Got a cat named Robert, actin' like he run the house, Tail in the air, chasin' crumbs like a mouse. And one time, yo—this the part that's raw, My man dozed off, caught a boner, she saw. Nene mad as hell, said, "That's nasty, ugh!" But he was sleepin' deep, didn't know what it was! [Hook] N-to-the-E, to the N-E, Nene… Shrimpin' with the phone, can't look at me. Used to think I'm Santa, bringin' toys on the low, Now she just shrugs, "Auntie, I know." [Bridge – ad-libs] Fo' shizzle my Nizzle, we keep it tight, It's your birthday baby girl, we gon' party tonight. From Jeff the Killer runs to them Emma calls, You the legend, lil' queen, standin' tall. [Outro] So Happy Birthday, Nene, this beat's your jam, From your Santa Claus Auntie—yeah, you know who I am. Seventeen years, girl, you shinin' bright, Now everybody scream— HOLD TIIIIIIIGHT!
