Hey yo, Pooh Man get your together For this song, man Ant man, I gotta fire up this first I ain't with nothing till I hit the dank Man, you motherfucker
Hey kid man, me the lighter man, fuck that Fuck he talkin about, I fresh to hit the dank Shit, man fuck it, I fuckin with that shit
All my partners out there know time it is Fire up that dank, you what I'm sayin? be fucked, man Man, that shit stanks, man
Man, be stupid motherfuckers, man Yah, it stanks but cool partna Fuck that shit, hey, do this Ant Fuck, you talkin about, lets do this fuck it, do it, hey, what am I doin?
Drop the top, hit the Beat slammin, man, the cops The drops stayin, sittin on kicks Pull to the and get with a fresh bitch
A tender, dressed in Guess A fat booty and big ass breasts Her name is Tina, my Pooh Yeah, it's time to fuck, man, I you knew
Straight to the tail, dick as a rock I'm fiendin for her, I got have that Mine dog dank, Im as fuck Time to easyated and get sucked
Tina was a young ass Start suckin on my balls and my got weak Nutted in the throat, she get with it it out her mouth and slapped herself with it
It ain't the best Ive had but baby, youre good I can't wait to tell the boys in the It's to take her home, her pussy stanks But you can't it when youre fuckin wit dank
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in the shell, hit the spot I got the monkeys and Im fiendin for Thought about a bitch I had the way Grabbed her on the phone, "Is it today?"
Bitch started mumblin, finally said Let a ho a tone, "Alright then, baby" Click, hung up on the Thought about Pinkey, ho from last week
Seems like Im girls from all across the nation All you girls can be on the Fire up so mo' dank, some mo' Man, I gotta find me a ass ho
I'm tired of a bitch who won't suck I need some and I mean hella quick Yeah, I got it This bitch named Monesha is a potent
But I got, I need gas in my tank a car need petrol, Pooh need dank
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Fool, snort hop, some snort Fire up the indo and straight back With a or maybe the fellas Oh a feelin, yeah man, I tell ya
George, Jon Jon, the whole crew Fire up the for MC Pooh To the partners from the park, Joe Ray and Indo's the shit, man, where's the
Seminary, dat and Choke it or smoke it, man, it no thang and Walnut, where's the dank? I'm gonna this shit until my damn breath stanks
Hub, Glen, Shawn and I ain't talking, man, unless you got Ron, Boo, my Frog Old school partnas juvenile hall
I got the gin and juice, and gas in my But the day ain't without an ace of dank
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Hey yo Pooh, the dank, the gin and the juice So I can get loose and Some gansta shit and Ant Banks'll get up And make your shit sound
So, get with hit that youre listening to I made it, bitch, and it's you the mood, you wanna suck my dick You know it and get wit it
Wet dem lips and you better be Serve my like a mothafuckin waitress And that's word to the From a brotha with a big ass dick, bitch,
It has been made by bad ass Banks MC Pooh and the Deuce and big comin through straight
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Fuckin wit dank, wit dank, fuckin wit dank (Yah baby, I ya) Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank (Seven Deuce)
Fuckin wit dank, wit dank, fuckin wit dank (Yah baby, I ya) wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank (Seven Deuce) ...