*spoken*
(Ant) Hey yo Pooh-man get your lyrics together for this next song man
(Pooh) Ant man I gotta fire up this dank first
I ain't f**in with nothing till I hit the dank
(Ant) Man you stupid motherf**er
(Pooh) Hey kid man, bring me the lighter man, f** that
f** what he talkin about, I fresh to hit the dank
(Ant) sh**, man f** it, I ain't f**in with that sh**
(Pooh) All my partners out there know what time it is
Fire up that dank, you know what I'm sayin
(Ant) Y'all be f**ed, man
(pooh) *smokes*
(ant) Man that sh** hella stanks man
Man y'all be stupid motherf**ers man
(pooh) Yah it stanks but it's cool parnta
(Ant) f** that sh**
(pooH) Hey lets do this Ant
f** what you talkin about lets do this
(ant) Alright f** it, do it
(pooh) Hey what am I doin?
[Pooh-Man]
Drop the top, hit the block
Beat slammin, man f** the cops
The drops stayin, sittin on gold kicks
Pull to the side and get with a fresh b**h
A young tender, dressed in Guess
A fat booty, and some big a** breasts
Her name is Tina, my names Pooh
Yeah It's time to f** man, i thought you knew
Straight to the tail, dick hard as a rock
I'm fiendin for her, i got have that co*k
Mine dog dank, i'm high as f**
Time to easyated and straight get s**ed
Tina was a young a** freak
Start s**in 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 p**y stanks
But you can't smell it when your f**in wit dank
Chorus:
f**in wit dank, f**ing wit dank, f**in wit dank
(yah babyi tell ya)
f**in wit dank, f**ing wit dank, f**in wit dank
(with ant banks YO)
f**in wit dank, f**ing wit dank, f**in wit dank
(seven deuce)
(ant) hey pooh kick it
[Pooh-Man]
Hopped in the shell, hit the spot
I got the monkeys and i'm fiendin for co*k
Thought about a b**h i had around the way
Grabbed her on the phone, "is it cool today?"
b**h 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 a** ho
I'm tired of a b**h who won't s** dick
I need some head and i mean hella quick
Yeahi got it 105th
This b**h named Monesha is a potent sh**
But befo' i got, i need gas in my tank
Like a car need petrol
Pooh need dank
Chorus
(ant) pooh come again boy
[Pooh-Man]
Fool snort hop, some snort crack
Fire up the indo and straight kick back
With a b**h, 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 sh** 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 sh** 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 sh** without an ace of dank
Chorus
[Ant Banks]
Hey yo Pooh, Pa** the dank, the gin and the juice
So i can get loose and produce
Some gansta sh** and Ant Banks'll get f**ed up
And make your sh** sound legit
So get with this hit that your listening to
I made it b**h and it's gettin you
Into the mood, you wanna s** my dick
You know it b**h, and get wit it
Wet dem lips and you better be great
Serve my dick like a motha f**in waitress
And that's word to the motha
From a brotha with a big a** dick b**h anotha
It has been made, by bad a** anthony banks
MC Pooh and the Deuce and big Bruce comin through straight
Chorus (repeat to end)