Dexta Daps – Twenty One Lyrics
Twenty One Lyrics by Dexta Daps
21, bad gyal, bad gyal 21
When him think seh we a come a, we bad gyal
When him think seh we a come a, hehehe
Bad gyal circle him ‘pon her cycle
Bring one a her friend weh half psycho
A regular matic and a Bryco
32 teeth just bite you
Pu$$y, you no bad, a how you lie so
You never see a gun, we nah no licence
21 pieces drive through
Kill him and the don weh him go cry to
Hollow point bullet doh fly through
Blow up every organ inside you
Why the f–k you think me buy rifle
If you a go run, you need nitro
Copper mek your body feel like snow
Put you inna the front page title
21 go l!ck him ‘pon a bicycle
Should a see how the pu$$y face frighten
When him think seh we a come a, bad gyal 21
When him think seh we a come a, me fat pu$$y 21
When him think seh we a come a, me tight pu$$y 21
When dem feel seh we have gun for, hehehe
Me 16 sing sweet like Milo
Pu$$y spray like a tin a Pyro
Run up inna me gun dem if you like to
Bright Light deh ya if you bright so
Pu$$y, you fi know seh me a go style you
Anyweh you run go, we a find you
Bwoy spread out like icing
Then me likkle 21 go hide you
Yesterday she say she gone buy shoes
Weh she deh ya now, she gone rise too
Circle dem inna one light blue Malaysian
Bwoy fall like night dew
Ride come sidung ‘pon the block, come see unno idle
A right deh so she a go bine you
Watch wha’ a go gwaan, she just a time you
Pu$$y we nah wild you
When him think seh we a come a, me bad, gyal 21
When him think seh we a come a, me fat pu$$y 21
When him think seh we a come a, me bad, gyal 21
When dem feel seh we have gun for, hehehe
Bad gyal
Bad gyal, Bad gyal circle him ‘pon her cycle
Bring one a her friend weh half psycho
A regular matic and a Bryco
32 teeth just bite you
Pu$$y, you no bad, a how you lie so
You never see a gun, we nah no licence
21 pieces drive through
Kill him and the don weh him go cry to
Hollow point bullet doh fly through
Blow up every organ inside you
Why the f–k you think me buy rifle
If you a go run, you need nitro
Copper mek your body feel like snow
Put you inna the front page title
21 go l!ck him ‘pon a bicycle
Should a see how the pu$$y face frighten
When him think seh we a come a, bad gyal 21
When him think seh we a come a, me fat pu$$y 21
When him think seh we a come a, me tight pu$$y 21
When dem feel seh we have gun for, hehehe, ahh..