Hey yo, Pooh Man get your together For next song, man Ant man, I gotta up this dank first I fuckin with nothing till I hit the dank Man, you stupid
Hey kid man, me the lighter man, fuck that Fuck he talkin about, I fresh to hit the dank Shit, man fuck it, I ain't fuckin with shit
All my partners out know what time it is Fire up that dank, you know I'm sayin? be fucked, man Man, that shit stanks, man
Man, be stupid motherfuckers, man Yah, it stanks but it's partna Fuck shit, hey, lets do this Ant Fuck, what you talkin about, lets do fuck it, do it, hey, what am I doin?
Drop the top, hit the Beat slammin, man, fuck the The drops stayin, sittin on kicks to the side and get with a fresh bitch
A young tender, in Guess A fat booty and big ass breasts Her name is Tina, my names Yeah, time to fuck, man, I thought you knew
Straight to the tail, hard as a rock I'm for her, I got have that cock Mine dog dank, Im as fuck to easyated and straight get sucked
Tina was a ass freak Start suckin on my balls and my got weak in the throat, she couldn't get with it Took it out her mouth and herself with it
It ain't the best Ive ever had but baby, youre I can't wait to tell the boys in the It's time to take her home, her pussy But you can't smell it youre fuckin wit dank
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in the shell, hit the spot I got the and Im fiendin for cock about a bitch I had around the way Grabbed her on the phone, "Is it today?"
started mumblin, finally said maybe Let a ho a tone, "Alright then, baby" Click, hung up on the Thought about Pinkey, ho from last week
Seems like Im calling girls all across the nation All you can be on the administration Fire up so mo' dank, some mo' Man, I gotta find me a ass ho
I'm tired of a bitch who suck dick I need some head and I hella quick Yeah, I got it This bitch named Monesha is a shit
But befo' I got, I need gas in my Like a car need petrol, need dank
Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank (Yah baby, I ya) Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit (Seven Deuce) Pooh, again, boy
Fool, snort hop, some crack Fire up the and straight kick back a bitch or maybe the fellas Oh what a feelin, man, I tell ya
George, Jon Jon, the whole damn up the dank for MC Pooh To the from the park, Joe Ray and Budd Indo's the shit, man, where's the
Seminary, dat and Choke it or smoke it, man, it no thang 98th and Walnut, the dank? I'm gonna smoke this shit until my damn breath
Hub, Glen, and Beave I ain't talking, man, unless you got Ron, Boo, my homeboy Old school partnas from juvenile
I got the gin and juice, and gas in my But the day ain't shit an ace of dank
Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit (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)
Hey yo Pooh, pass the dank, the gin and the So I can get loose and Some gansta and Ant Banks'll get fucked up And make your sound legit
So, get with this hit that youre to I it, bitch, and it's gettin you Into the mood, you suck my dick You know it and get wit it
Wet dem and you better be great Serve my like a mothafuckin waitress And that's word to the From a brotha a big ass dick, bitch, anotha
It has made by bad ass Anthony Banks MC and the Deuce and big Bruce 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, wit dank, fuckin wit dank (Seven Deuce) ...