Lyrics

[Intro: Frank] Uh, bounce [Verse 1: Frank] F, for fly gun holder, money folder Motorola StarTAC when it's time to call back R, for the ruff, rugged, and raw way This nigga Jay it's a game but he don't play A, for all the chicks that got did In the penthouse suite on top of my mom's crib N, it's nonsense, you'll never get in It's nonsense that you would think that you would ever get in K, for the cutie crushin' that we do We keep 'em too, we got two for you N, I knew that you would do it again Nasty ain't it? Brand new shit with a blend D, to all my Detroit Play Ballers And I can't forget the phat bootie ballaholics A, for awesome amounts of dope One ounce of grass and a phat ass fo sho N, 'cause we know to cause neck injuries Misplaced your vertabrae about seven degrees K, for the kick ass rhymes that I wrote Karate choppin' everybody in the place in the throat [Chorus: Frank] Pause, when you bump this in your whip Pause, 'cause you might bust your shit Pause, 'cause you know it's Frank N Dank Pause, take a sip of your drank Everybody there's money to make We be the first ones out the gate 'Cause you know we're rockin' it 'Cause Dank is about to spit [Verse 2: Dank] Grab the rhythm, who got your city on lock? I'ma give you the key, follow my path y'all Take a ride with Dee, I'ma spit these bars most causally Check me out, yo I'm from the 313, chillin' with the shawty You catch two in your body Uh, yeah, it get sicker than that A contract on your head, it get slick like that What's the deal with that? You ain't real with that And if you try to pull a gat, you get blast like that I'ma break it on down for the reason I spray Uh yo, what's the reason to get money, son? What's the reason for gettin blowed, son? What's the reason for fuckin' hoes, done? I'ma thoroughbred so I'ma do what I do [Verse 3: Frank-n-Dank] Doin' it too, brotha, I'ma do it with you I'ma grab these things and get to bustin' at dudes Yo, it's kinda rude to be mistrusting these fools Look at their eyes they lusting to be bustin' their tools I don't lose, leave snake nigga abused Timeout for these niggas who ain't bringin' the real I'ma flip a few guns, let 'em see the steal Ready to cock, plus yo, they ready to rip The whole crew gets down, they ain't ready for this [Chorus: Frank] Pause, when you bump this in your ride You can ride get all the fine ladies inside Pause, I see you doin' it y'all Pause, come on, you doin it y'all Pause, I say—