Backwood Biddy - Da Biddy Bop Lyrics

Dis Da Biddy Bop Nigga
It's Backwood Biddy in this mf
You kno what I mean
Do the Biddy Bop Y'all
(Do the Biddy Bop y'all)
Make it Clap, Make it Clap
(Make it clap, make it clap)
Hit tha Folks one time
(Hit tha Folks one time)
Then we slide to the left
(Then we slide to the left)
Do the Biddy Bop Y'all
(Do the Biddy Bop Y'all)
Keep it tight, keep it tight
(Keep it tight, keep it tight)
Hit tha Folks one time
(Hit tha Folks one time)
Then we slide to the right
(Then we slide to the right)
All these pussy niggas talk shit
Make me livid
Told that pussy nigga boss up
Eat ya spinach
I ain't even trippin
I'll just get it how I live it
Nigga that's the game
It's insane how I spit it
How I spit it
They tryna steal my image
They think that they could get it
They don't wanna see me winnin
But I'm winnin, I had to boss up
Double cup, dirty wit the mud
Said what's up
I know you wanna f*ck
She a slut
I filled her wit the nut
Game over if you tryna stay over
Stay sober, so you know I got a motor
I'll blow ya back, bitch dats a fact
It's like a strap, dis dick don't lack
It's Backwood Biddy, I been spittin facts
It's 2020 now we turnt up to the max
Do the Biddy Bop Y'all
(Do the Biddy Bop y'all)
Make it Clap, Make it Clap
(Make it clap, make it clap)
Hit tha Folks one time
(Hit tha Folks one time)
Then we slide to the left
(Then we slide to the left)
Do the Biddy Bop Y'all
(Do the Biddy Bop Y'all)
Keep it tight, keep it tight
(Keep it tight, keep it tight)
Hit tha Folks one time
(Hit tha Folks one time)
Then we slide to the right
(Then we slide to the right)
I ain't even trippin
I had to go and get it
(Hut)
Backfield pressure
But nigga it's not a scrimmage
(Hut 2)
Break it down
Dey comin in by da pounds
(Hail Mary)
Touchdown
It's louder than the surround
Sound
Yea we from da town
RIP to MAC
Dey don't like it when I'm down
RIP to WOP
Why dey put him in da ground
I ain't even tryna front
How I'm supposed to meet him now
I be wondering around
Like is it my time now
Is dey gon catch me slipping
Or will I shine now?
Damn, damn
How could I find out
I ain't do dis shit for nothin
On the high ride route
You gon see me out in Hollywood
Diamond'd all out
Inshallah
How I make it this far
I grind too hard
All praise be to God
Cuz I was lost.
Damn
Do the Biddy Bop Y'all
(Do the Biddy Bop y'all)
Make it Clap, Make it Clap
(Make it clap, make it clap)
Hit tha Folks one time
(Hit tha Folks one time)
Then we slide to the left
(Then we slide to the left)
Do the Biddy Bop Y'all
(Do the Biddy Bop Y'all)
Keep it tight, keep it tight
(Keep it tight, keep it tight)
Hit tha Folks one time
(Hit tha Folks one time)
Then we slide to the right
(Then we slide to the right)
Nigga
That shit f*cking retarded nigga
Nigga what the
That shit dumb nigga
Nigga turn that shit
Nigga stop
Turn that, turn that shit off