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Lyrics for Half On A Bag Of Dank by Master P:
| | | Artist: | Master P |
| | Album: | Ice Cream Man | | Track: | Half On A Bag Of Dank | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 214 | | | | Lyrics: | 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?
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