Master P - 1/2 on a bag of dank Lyrics
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- 1/2 on a bag of dank Lyrics
Album: Ice Cream Man Light ya joints, lets have a muthaphukkin smokeoff yall niggas bout ta see more of that country ass muthaphukkin Masta P from New Orleans to Richmond California, that nigga crazy ass, but check this out Cali got that good ass weed, that good ass weed, that good ass weed them niggas in Cali got that good ass weed that¹s why Im on my way to the Northside Im so toke I guess Im gone of that green sticky just ripped a muthaphukkin hole in my brand new dickies from walkin to close to the fuckin barb wire thats when I know I¹ve got 10 dollars on some fire If you can do this muthaphukka lets get a twenty fuck white zig zags I need some brown stickys I mean that swisha go good with that dank niggas be gettin fucked up in my hood like they smokin crank but we not we gettin higha than fire but I won¹t stop smokin dank till I retire I wonder do they have dank up in heaven and if they do I¹ll prolly do a muthaphukkin 211 (Me too) for a bag of that green sticky Up in heaven a nigga runnin round crazy like he done took a bicky I¹m not Dre, but I don¹t want nuttin but chronic this dank keep me comin back like Im hooked on phonics what ever ya want whatever ya need fool I got it well lets go half on a bag of dank whatever ya want whatever ya need fool I got it well lets go half on a bag of dank Lets meet my homie that fool got hella weed he sells like spanish fly makes bitches get on their knees hoes be suckin dick fo that green sticky like this bitch named Michelle and my partner Ricky fo a half a joint that bitch got toasted drama in motel 6 gettin roasted legs all open drawers under the bed she didnt know where she was at (where you at girl) my little potnah was hittin it in her mouth into her throat Hoes be smokin that dank to keep their nerves calm I be smokin on that shit to get my perv on It go good with that gin and juice and squishy sqeek that¹s how we do it every day of the week I don¹t sleep but at night I get the munchies and afta I eat I be back smokin them green crunchies chorus x6 yeah uhhh inhale lets go half on a bag of dank I mean that green sticky and how you do it when you blowin? you inhale
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