Lyrics 21 By Alamo Records OnLine | Musica Lyrics

Alamo Records - 21 Lyrics

[Intro]
Can't get this from nowhere else, it's only Jxnoir (Hello?)
What you, what you tryna do?
Gotta give me about fifteen minutes
Nigga, yeah, nigga, nigga (Big Za)
Do it (Big Za), do it (Bitch)
Nigga, uh

[Chorus]
I'll take a seven, I'll make it 21 like I'm Tim Duncan (Like I'm Tim Duncan)
Nigga, yo' bitch pickin' and choosin', we got this shit jumpin' (Brrt)
Give me the ball, I dunk on nigga head like I'm six somethin' (Like I'm six somethin')
Brought the tool in here like he tryna fix somethin' (Brrt, blaow)
All this weight 'round the trap, spot look like a gym, baby (Gym, baby)
Bro got a forty layin' on his shirt, like Shawn Kemp, baby (Grrah)
I'm smoking on somethin', got me higher than a blimp, baby
You can't play me like them niggas, I ain't one of them, baby (No)

[Verse]
Twenty-three, super cool, drop the top (Skrrt), show my ass (Skrrt, skrrt)
You ready to die about that bitch? Silly dude, nigga sad (Facts)
Found out basketball wasn't it, I had to get it off the glass (Bling-bling)
You better not play with nobody in this bitch, nigga, we gon' crash (Bitch)
You ain't gettin' no money, might wanna shut up, nigga (Shut up, nigga)
Yeah, switchin' lanes in that striker, watch me cut up, nigga (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I got two Michael Vicks left, give me three a piece (Brrt)
Uh, I gotta take a power nap, this 'za beatin' me (This 'za beatin' me)
Uh, you on that post shit, bitch, don't even call my phone (Nigga)
Uh, I can't give a bitch shit, please just leave me 'lone (Please, ho)
We move that shit with quickness, we gon' get it gone (Phew, phew, phew)
It's like me and broke bitches just don't get along (No)
She know I love that thick shit, that shit turn me on (Come here, baby)
Ayy, bae, you look delicious, I'ma eat you out the bone (Come here, baby)
If she ain't get her ass did, that shit homegrown
I ain't ever did no snitch shit, I don't even condone (No)
[Chorus]
I'll take a seven, I'll make it 21 like I'm Tim Duncan (Like I'm Tim Duncan)
Nigga, yo' bitch pickin' and choosin', we got this shit jumpin' (Brrt)
Give me the ball, I dunk on nigga head like I'm six somethin' (Like I'm six somethin')
Brought the tool in here like he tryna fix somethin' (Brrt, blaow)
All this weight 'round the trap, spot look like a gym, baby (Gym, baby)
Bro got a forty layin' on his shirt, like Shawn Kemp, baby (Grrah)
I'm smoking on somethin', got me higher than a blimp, baby
You can't play me like them niggas, I ain't one of them, baby (No)