🎵 21 & Over // by Statik Selektah

42 Contributors21 & Over Lyrics A Single by Statik Selektah featuring Sean Price and the now 21-and-over Mac Miller. [Chorus: Styles P] If you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this If—, if—, if you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this You shouldn't listen to this, you shouldn't listen— You shouldn't listen to this, listen—, listen—, listen to this [Verse 1: Sean Price] Black folks, crack smoke Bighead scientist, island of Patmos Fake tears and snakes here Question my thug 'cause I ain't shoot a nigga in eight years Sets superior imperious rex sket interior airing ya nearing ya death inferior Listen, it's so thuggish to sniff 'caine Make me cold-blooded, motherfucker, I'm Rick James Hell of a drug, Sean Price, hell of a thug Hang with Sheen, I got elephant blood Listen to me, y'all better not listen to me Fuck around and catch a case, trying to be like P Listen, a ring on you brother, I'm harming you daily Clown, Ringling Brothers, and Barnum and Bailey P, now download this on a disk If you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this Bitch [Chorus: Styles P & Mac Miller] If you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this (Phew, just made the cut, baby) If—, if—, if you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this (Let me light this motherfuckin' weed I'm smokin') You shouldn't listen to this (Yeah), you shouldn't listen— (Yeah, yeah, yeah) You shouldn't listen to this (For real, light the crack pipe so I know it's real) Listen—, listen to this (Ahem) [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Woah, young Bill Murray I'm twenty-one, but I feel thirty A little birdy out in Jersey said my raps were too wordy Told his bitch to suck my dick and do a curtsy, dirty slurpy I smell earthy, puttin' curry on my turkey I'm Blade 3, you more Blades of Fury Blonde dykes love me for my Klondike tummy Gettin' all types of money, I'm with Sean Price, dummy, P Polite stuntin' at a nice white luncheon Met your wife, pipe plumbin' led to all-night humpin' Oh no, the end of your life comin' We the tribe, don't make me Phife somethin' My bitch from Beirut, she get loose Hundred-ten proof, holy Zeus, pussy tighter than a wet suit Jesus Christ, he so nice [Chorus: Styles P] You—, you shouldn't listen to this You under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this If—, if—, if you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this You shouldn't listen to this, you shouldn't listen— You shouldn't listen to this, listen—, listen—, listen to this