Fuckin' Wit Dank

Hey yo, Pooh Man get your lyrics together For this next song, man Ant man, I gotta fire up this dank first I ain't fuckin' with nothing till I hit the dank Man, you stupid motherfucker Hey kid man, bring me the lighter man, fuck that Fuck what he talkin' about, I fresh to hit the dank Shit, man fuck it, I ain't fuckin' with that shit All my partners out there know what time it is Fire up that dank, you know what I'm sayin'' Y'all be fucked, man Man, that shit hella stanks, man Man, y'all be stupid motherfuckers, man Yah, it stanks but it's cool partna Fuck that shit, hey, let's do this Ant Fuck, what you talkin' about, let's do this Alright fuck it, do it, hey, what am I doin'? Drop the top, hit the block Beat slammin', man, fuck the cops The drops stayin', sittin' on gold kicks Pull to the side and get with a fresh bitch A young tender, dressed in Guess A fat booty and some big ass breasts Her name is Tina, my name's Pooh Yeah, it's time to fuck, man, I thought you knew Straight to the tail, dick hard as a rock I'm fiendin' for her, I got have that cock Mine dog dank, I'm high as fuck Time to easyated and straight get sucked Tina was a young ass freak Start suckin' on my balls and my knees got weak Nutted in the throat, she couldn't get with it Took it out her mouth and slapped herself with it It ain't the best I've ever had but baby, you're good I can't wait to tell the boys in the hood It's time to take her home, her pussy stanks But you can't smell it when you're fuckin' wit dank Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Yah baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Seven Deuce) Hey Pooh, kick it Hopped in the shell, hit the spot I got the monkeys and I'm fiendin' for cock Thought about a bitch I had around the way Grabbed her on the phone, "Is it cool today'" Bitch started mumblin', finally said maybe Let a ho meet a tone, "Alright then, baby" Click, hung up on the freak Thought about Pinkey, this ho from last week Seems like I'm calling girls from all across the nation All you girls can be on the administration Fire up so' mo' dank, look some mo' Man, I gotta find me a freaky ass ho I'm tired of a bitch who won't suck dick I need some head and I mean hella quick Yeah, I got it 105th This bitch named Monesha is a potent shit But befo' I got, I need gas in my tank Like a car need petrol, Pooh need dank Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Yah baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Seven Deuce) Pooh, come again, boy Fool, snort hop, some snort crack Fire up the indo and straight kick back With a bitch or maybe the fellas Oh what a feelin', yeah man, I tell ya George, Jon Jon, the whole damn crew Fire up the dank for MC Pooh To the partners from the park, Joe Ray and Budd Indo's the shit, man, where's the bud' Seminary, dat and wang Choke it or smoke it, man, it ain't no thang 98th and Walnut, where's the dank' I'm gonna smoke this shit until my damn breath stanks Hub, Glen, Shawn and Beave I ain't talking, man, unless you got weed Ron, Boo, my homeboy Frog Old school partnas from juvenile hall I got the gin and juice, and gas in my tank But the day ain't shit without an ace of dank Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Yah baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Seven Deuce) Hey yo Pooh, pass the dank, the gin and the juice So I can get loose and produce Some gansta shit and Ant Banks'll get fucked up And make your shit sound legit So, get with this hit that you're listening to I made it, bitch, and it's gettin' you Into the mood, you wanna suck my dick You know it bitch and get wit it Wet dem lips and you better be great Serve my dick like a mothafuckin' waitress And that's word to the motha From a brotha with a big ass dick, bitch, anotha It has been made by bad ass Anthony Banks MC Pooh and the Deuce and big Bruce comin' through straight Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Yah baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Seven Deuce) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Yah baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Seven Deuce) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Yah baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (With Ant Banks, yo) Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank (Seven Deuce)