Lyrics

[Intro: Ant Banks & Pooh-Man] 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 'til 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 *Smokes* Man that shit hella stanks man Man y'all be stupid motherfuckers man Yeah, it stanks but it's cool parnta 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'? [Verse 1: Pooh-Man] 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 names 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 your 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 your fuckin' with dank [Chorus: Pooh-Man & Ant Banks] Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Yeah, baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (With Ant Banks, yo!) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Seven deuce) Hey pooh kick it [Verse 2: Pooh-Man] 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 a hundred fifth 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 [Chorus: Pooh-Man & Ant Banks] Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Yeah, baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (With Ant Banks, yo!) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Seven deuce) Pooh, come again boy [Verse 3: Pooh-Man] 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, that and wang Choke it or smoke it man, it ain't no thang Ninety eighth 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 [Chorus: Pooh-Man] Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Yeah, baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (With Ant Banks, yo!) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Seven deuce) [Verse 4: Ant Banks] Hey yo Pooh, pass the dank, the gin and the juice So, I can get loose and produce Some gangsta shit and Ant Banks'll get fucked up And make your shit sound legit So get with this hit that your 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 with it Wet them 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 [Chorus: Pooh-Man] Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Yeah, baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (With Ant Banks, yo!) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Seven deuce) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Yeah, baby, I tell ya) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (With Ant Banks, yo!) Fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank, fuckin' with dank (Seven deuce)