Back up boy forty five feet    Always looking for a freebie    Why don't you let up sometime    Hawks out here with his axe 'n' me with this lead sheet on    Trying to scuffle up those twos 'n' fews    For uncle so's I can bail out my full orchestration       Looks like he got me but this cat wouldn't feed    Grass to a horse in a concrete pasture    He's so tight he wouldn't buy a pair of shorts for a flea    Just look at him 'n' dig that vine    All off time his strollers look like he's ready to    Jump he's playing ketchup 'n' I got to tighten his wig    Hold it down 'n' I'll come up with line two like I said       Ain't nothin' to it just here    Ain't nothin' to it just here    Ain't nothin' ain't nothin' to it just here       I saw that dinner up the street guzzlin' foam in    The drinkden and the sharks are droppin' the shucks    Like the yellow kid trying to tighten her and    Weaving the four f's all around her    I nixed her out long ago, man, she's too sometimey    She will and she won't    She do and she don't always on the fence and    Sleeps with her glasses on    Man    Man    Ain't nothin' ain't nothin' to it just here       She's faust to me, so skip it and forget it    She's faust to me, so skip it and forget it    She's faust to me, so skip it and forget it       Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it just here   Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it    Ain't nothin' to it just here