Vic Spencer & Chris Crack - No Biggie lyrics

[Intro: Chris Crack] Yah Chris Spencer in this b**h [Verse 1: Chris Crack] Chris Dollar Sign, put the pen to it, ah [?] and I put em in the ER, see y'all Them n***as wrong, say I got it Man, I wasn't even a freshman after 8th grade And she say she hate lames, that's why she f**ing with a Great Dane You a teacup, dawg, I was just about to reup Put your feet up on my table, get beat up You know I'm bout to tee up And I ain't seen nothing that impress me Still getting Becky in a Lexus Ooh, Michael Kors ain't designer, I'm sorry Flip more than busting these rhymes and I'm crying and laughing They thought they could capture our essence So tempted to slap some them mouths off Getting head from a hoe from out south And we had a lil powwow, that sh** was like tada You know I'm still lowdown, I [?] to my soul now [Hook: Chris Crack] Slaying this beat is no biggie Getting some p**y, no biggie Vic, let me get ‘em, no biggie Okay, I'm trilling Yeah, we still winning Don't do nothing for pennies Slaying this beat is no biggie Getting some p**y, no biggie Vic, let me get ‘em, no biggie Okay, I'm trilling Yeah, we still winning Don't do nothing for pennies Don't do nothing for pennies [Verse 2: Vic Spencer] Chris Spencer that n***a He is that n***a He slide on these b**hes that want him to love 'em b**h, he don't do that He is in love with the scratch Climbing the market So that makes him a target He in his apartment just carving a beat out Chilling with his feet out With a G-pack of that musty bluegra** in Kentucky He seen it, I saw him with broads in a suit But them hoes thought I was cute I had to get to that money Got that ho's number from body language Ask who's swinging, as she walked away from me [Bridge: Vic Spencer] Lord Lord [Verse Three: Vic Spencer] I was the coldest that sat in the sauna I'm bombing Osama Bin Laden and captives Just got me laughing I'm making my old b**h mad at me b**h, look at my newbie Laughing so hard to the point that my ribs is cracking while I smoke on the doobie That n***a busy That n***a crispy Hoes like who is he Go to the show and get dizzy Got me a clone and he with me I made him myself [Hook] {Hook repeats through a filter, fades]