Hey yo, Pooh Man get your lyrics For this song, man Ant man, I gotta up this dank first I ain't with nothing till I hit the dank Man, you stupid
Hey kid man, bring me the lighter man, that Fuck what he about, I fresh to hit the dank Shit, man fuck it, I ain't fuckin with shit
All my partners out there know what it is Fire up that dank, you know I'm sayin? be fucked, man Man, shit hella stanks, man
Man, y'all be motherfuckers, man Yah, it but it's cool partna Fuck that shit, hey, lets do Ant Fuck, you talkin about, lets do this Alright fuck it, do it, hey, what am I
the top, hit the block Beat slammin, man, fuck the The drops stayin, sittin on kicks Pull to the and get with a fresh bitch
A young tender, in Guess A fat and some big ass breasts Her name is Tina, my names 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 have that dog dank, Im high as fuck Time to easyated and straight get
Tina was a young ass Start suckin on my balls and my knees got in the throat, she couldn't get with it Took it out her mouth and slapped herself it
It the best Ive ever had but baby, youre good I can't wait to the boys in the hood It's to take her home, her pussy stanks But you smell it when youre fuckin wit 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) wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit dank (Seven Deuce) Hey Pooh, it
in the shell, hit the spot I got the and Im fiendin for cock Thought about a bitch I had the way her on the phone, "Is it cool today?"
Bitch started mumblin, finally said Let a ho a tone, "Alright then, baby" Click, up on the freak Thought Pinkey, this 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 find me a freaky 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 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, wit dank (Yah baby, I ya) Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin wit (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank (Seven Deuce) Pooh, again, boy
Fool, snort hop, some crack Fire up the indo and kick back a bitch or maybe the fellas Oh what a feelin, yeah man, I ya
George, Jon Jon, the damn 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 98th and Walnut, where's the I'm gonna smoke this shit until my damn stanks
Hub, Glen, Shawn and I ain't talking, man, you got weed Ron, Boo, my Frog Old school partnas from juvenile
I got the gin and juice, and gas in my But the day ain't without an ace of 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 yo Pooh, pass the dank, the gin and the So I can get and produce 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 gettin you the mood, you wanna suck my dick You it bitch 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 brotha with a big ass dick, bitch,
It has made by bad ass Anthony Banks MC Pooh and the Deuce and big comin through straight
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)
Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, 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)
Fuckin wit dank, fucking wit dank, wit dank (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) ...