Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Wit Dank

Hey yo, Pooh Man get lyrics together
For next song, man
Ant man, I gotta fire up this first
I ain't fuckin with till I hit the dank
Man, you motherfucker

Hey kid man, bring me the man, fuck that
what he talkin about, I fresh to hit the dank
Shit, man it, I ain't fuckin with that shit

All my partners out there know what it is
Fire up that dank, you what I'm sayin?
be fucked, man
Man, that shit stanks, man

Man, y'all be motherfuckers, man
Yah, it stanks but it's cool
Fuck shit, hey, lets do this Ant
Fuck, what you talkin about, lets do
Alright it, do it, hey, what am I doin?

Drop the top, hit the
Beat slammin, man, fuck the
The drops stayin, on gold kicks
Pull to the side and get a fresh bitch

A young tender, dressed in
A fat booty and big ass breasts
Her is Tina, my names Pooh
Yeah, it's time to fuck, man, I you knew

to the tail, dick hard as a rock
I'm fiendin for her, I got that cock
dog dank, Im high as fuck
Time to easyated and straight get

Tina was a young ass
suckin on my balls and my knees got weak
Nutted in the throat, she couldn't get 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 in the hood
time to take her home, her pussy stanks
But you can't smell it youre fuckin wit dank

Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank
(Yah baby, I ya)
Fuckin wit dank, wit dank, fuckin wit dank
(With Ant Banks, yo)
Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(Seven Deuce)
Hey Pooh, it

in the shell, hit the spot
I got the monkeys and Im fiendin for
Thought a bitch I had around the way
her on the phone, "Is it cool today?"

Bitch started mumblin, finally said
Let a ho a tone, "Alright then, baby"
Click, hung up on the
Thought Pinkey, this ho from last week

Seems like Im calling from all across the nation
All you girls can be on the
Fire up so mo' dank, some mo'
Man, I gotta me a freaky ass ho

I'm of a bitch who won't suck dick
I need some head and I mean hella
Yeah, I got it
This bitch Monesha is a potent shit

But I got, I need gas in my tank
a car need petrol, Pooh need dank

Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(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, hop, some snort crack
Fire up the indo and straight kick
a bitch or maybe the fellas
Oh what a feelin, man, I tell ya

George, Jon Jon, the whole damn
Fire up the dank for MC
To the partners from the park, Joe Ray and
the shit, man, where's the bud?

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, and Beave
I talking, man, unless you got weed
Ron, Boo, my Frog
Old school partnas from hall

I got the gin and juice, and gas in my
But the day ain't shit without an ace of

Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(Yah baby, I ya)
wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit dank
(With Ant Banks, yo)
Fuckin' wit dank, wit dank, fuckin wit dank
(Seven Deuce)

Hey yo Pooh, pass the dank, the gin and the
So I can get and produce
Some shit and Ant Banks'll get fucked up
And make your sound legit

So, get with hit that youre listening to
I made it, bitch, and gettin you
Into the mood, you wanna suck my
You know it and get wit it

Wet dem lips and you be great
Serve my dick like a waitress
And that's word to the
From a with a big ass dick, bitch, anotha

It has been made by bad ass Banks
MC and the Deuce and big Bruce comin through straight

Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(Yah baby, I ya)
Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(With Ant Banks, yo)
wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit dank
(Seven Deuce)

Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank
(Yah baby, I ya)
Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(With Ant Banks, yo)
wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit dank
(Seven Deuce)

Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(Yah baby, I ya)
wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit dank
(With Ant Banks, yo)
Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit
(Seven Deuce)
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