Fuckin' Wit Dank Lyrics - Ant Banks

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, lets do this Ant 

Fuck, what you talkin about, lets 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 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, Im 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 Ive ever had but baby, youre 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 youre 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 Im 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 Im 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 youre 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) 

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