Ain't No Biggie

Ain't no biggie silly goober
She a hoe, I let the homies Alley Oop her
Do the dash, ridin' with the fuckin' scooper
Through the looper, smashing through
The fucking hooper, riding with the shooters
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up (Tear it up)

Aye aye
Ain't no biggie
Bitch I just blew about eight bands
I see that ass through these Ray Bans
Now I'm in the Wraith, nigga
Put this in the face, nigga
Yo boys first place, nigga
Got some niggas rolling some Suwooping
Startin' in the party
Dudes got it going stupid
Shorty want love from me, bitch
I ain't cupid gold on my neck
Yeah you know this shit is Cuban
She saying "rich nigga" like a theme song
And you know I'm 'bout to fuck
Robin jeans on
She be playin' with the balls like ping-pong
And I'm 'bout to beat it up like King Kong
Called up yo ho, say she love Ricch
Pulled up in the Audi and
I'll take a nigga bitch
Nigga always smashing, I just hit a lick
Wanna see a nigga dance
Told him look at my wrist bitch

Ain't no biggie silly goober
She a hoe, I let the homies Alley Oop her
Do the dash, ridin' with the fuckin' scooper
Through the looper, smashing through
The fucking hooper, riding with the shooters
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up
Tear it down, nah nigga, we gon' tear it up
(Tear it up) we gon' tear it up (Tear it up)

I just blew 'bout eight bands
On some fuck again hit again
In the field, selling hands
And the Faygo really pouring man
Aha, my homie's finna trip, oh my god
Here we go again (Aw shit)
Tear it down, now we really finna tear it up
Acting like you mean it
But ain't shit in your double cup
Freak bitch, freak bitch need a freak bitch
Bend it over, drop it low
Elbows on your knees, bitch
Do the dash, better back that thing up
We finna pass, finna wet that thing up
The Mase crashed
We just smashed that thing up
You better pull that thing up
On the gang, gang, gang bruh

I told her go and fuck it up
Tear it down, now we really finna tear it up
Go and fuck it up
Now we really finna tear it up gang

Ain't no biggie ain't no biggie

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