Aint Nun To It

[Intro]
It's the way we kick shit in the H, real shit, we just flow, nigga
And I'm just gon' go

[Verse]
I bring the high to your life, I bring the shine to your summer
I be riding around the town up in a juicy juice hummer
Like some ice on my pinky, that ho' so fat like a Twinkie
My bottle status top ranking, can't give a fuck what you thinking
I be moving and grooving, that nigga Rilla so silly
Got the Passion Playas bumping all the way up in Philly
RIP to Dar, man, I'm about to pop me a wheelie
I got the world on my shoulders, and you know that they feel me
I'm about money, sun down to sun up
If you ain't up on your grind, that's a bummer
Try to run up on me, you get done up
Getting played about your fucking money, that's a sucker
Got chopsticks if you want to make noise
Word to my brothers Z-Tay and Rich Boy
Do it for my G's and my true D Boy's
All my thugs keep it true and never turn decoy
Always wanted to cop me an old school bimmer
Buttoned up shirt, got the pattern with the cheetah
Four-five loaded, can't forget about the heater
Kill your whole outfit with all wife-beaters
Got a down-ass chick, and she looking like Aaliyah
John Cena hand motion every time you see us
It's the Passion Playa clique, everybody want to see us
You can bring us to your city if you ever really need us

[Chorus]
Ain't nothing to it, we could do it (Word to my nigga Miles)
Ain't nothing to it, we could do it
Ain't nothing to it, we could do it
Ain't nothing to it, we could do it