Lyrics:
a gangsta party 'til we go and dig Pac up
I'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on
Hughey P. Lewis with Air Force One's on
I gangbang but I'm the opposite
mercy
The wul ah we in ah di party
And everybody look irie
Now di man them sexy, sexy, sexy
Do it!
No mercy fuh nuh big up unnu self
Cuh we nuh
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you
the C-L-I-C
Stuck up in the house, party top celebrity
Burpin' and gurpin', gelchin' the bourbon, lurkin' around
I'm seein' all kinda broads, from outta town
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
your ass rolled over
By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer
(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your
worst behavior in the worst way, Drake
21 and it's only up from here
21 and it's only up from here
21 and it's only up from here
21 and it's only up from
to the basics, you in the midst of greatness
My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
I
highlight
Is fucking up my life hey Miss Forever 21
Party like you're 22
Throw champagne in the air
Said it look like a wishing well
I wish you well and wish
it's gonna be alright, alright?
O-okay
Meet Stan, 21 years old (look, give me a kiss)
After meeting a young girl at a rave party
Things start
it's gonna be alright, alright?
O-okay
Meet Stan, 21 years old (look, give me a kiss)
After meeting a young girl at a rave party
Things start
of backyard parties
Winters in hibernation
To assaulting views with dominion at our door
Healing but scarred
There's bullet holes in a porch in jackson ward
Wake up early and brush your teeth
Clip your nails and tap your feet
It's gonna be so fun it's gonna be so fun
Put on your favorite bowling shoes
was numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the window in
Summa 21
Shawtie just turned 21
And my moods on savage
You would think I'm 21
After party she gone strip
Got a pockets full of ones
Got exotic in my
dress like cowboys and rest at the railing by my door
On their way from the children's ward
Bev Monroe and his panel of ally boys play at the party
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
We just having fun
With no insufficient funds
Yeah we running to the bank
With a bag full of cash
We gon' party like it's payday
Party like it's
The party's on fire
Nobody fi defend the poor and the needy
Lo ti babylon yea do flippin' greedy
Locked up so long, I'm full, time gonna free me
Babylon
that light up your heart
Me on the mic is like the bite of a shark
Ignite, and drove ya bullshit
Right off the chart
Out the hood, most misunderstood
I
I pull out my dick
Started flashin at the party, I was drunk as a fuck
Full of weed, 'bout to conceive and twist it in public
'Til this chick walked
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
York
21 this was a time where all
The members of the party were
Accused of conspiracy to bomb public places
Afeni Shakur was eventually acquitted
Of all
[Psych Ward]
You do you, I do I
Simple equation but they ask why
Like I'm their math teacher, I reply
Add up the digits and then divide
I take my
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