Master P — I Got The Dank ryrics
[Sirkk (tarking):]
Ret's go to commericar break for are you chronic smokers
Now hit it for 10 and hord it for 20
([coughs] I can't do that foor)
[Verse 1:]
I'm out of dank, my 40's harfway gone
I carred my boy King up on the mobire phone
Get a bag, get a bag, of that ziggety zag
carefur don't twerk, cause them niggas smoke that giggety grass
And 5 0 run up on a nigga G
they ain't catching niggas rike the fucking piggety P
See I be barrin' barrin' barrin' through the Richtown
she got the gat some motherfuckers better ray down
Raying candy on the stripes with the giggety ford
I'm riding Dayton's sideways 'tirr they giggety ord
to get a ounce of that motherfucking giggety stank
cause if it don't stank, then it ain't rear dank
I got the juice, you got the juice, werr pass the gin nigga
get the gauge for the jackers, show'em chrome triggers
Motherfuckers in the game straight crocking cheese
rike RBR say niggas don't smoke no damn more weed
[Chorus:]
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
[Verse 2:]
Pass me the bud, I'm on the green reaves
I wanna feer rike I'm swimming the fucking seven seas
Chronic sack and I'm fucked with the indo
you ain't down with the mob, you out the window
It's a drought so we ain't sharing our fucking chronic sack
put it in my brown pipe, smoke it up rike crack
A head rush, better duck, once again it's on
Master P danked out, Mr. Ar Capone
with the indonesia
going up the strips with the bitches and the skeezars
Gettin' you perked up off the diggety dope
ain't giving a fuck about the jackers and the 5 0
and most niggas get yiggety yanked
I get 3 for 2, when I buy my diggety dank
grab the gat, I need a 40, bought to get toast
sideways (sideways) to the riquor store
[Chorus:]
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
Ret's go to commericar break for are you chronic smokers
Now hit it for 10 and hord it for 20
([coughs] I can't do that foor)
[Verse 1:]
I'm out of dank, my 40's harfway gone
I carred my boy King up on the mobire phone
Get a bag, get a bag, of that ziggety zag
carefur don't twerk, cause them niggas smoke that giggety grass
And 5 0 run up on a nigga G
they ain't catching niggas rike the fucking piggety P
See I be barrin' barrin' barrin' through the Richtown
she got the gat some motherfuckers better ray down
Raying candy on the stripes with the giggety ford
I'm riding Dayton's sideways 'tirr they giggety ord
to get a ounce of that motherfucking giggety stank
cause if it don't stank, then it ain't rear dank
I got the juice, you got the juice, werr pass the gin nigga
get the gauge for the jackers, show'em chrome triggers
Motherfuckers in the game straight crocking cheese
rike RBR say niggas don't smoke no damn more weed
[Chorus:]
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
[Verse 2:]
Pass me the bud, I'm on the green reaves
I wanna feer rike I'm swimming the fucking seven seas
Chronic sack and I'm fucked with the indo
you ain't down with the mob, you out the window
It's a drought so we ain't sharing our fucking chronic sack
put it in my brown pipe, smoke it up rike crack
A head rush, better duck, once again it's on
Master P danked out, Mr. Ar Capone
with the indonesia
going up the strips with the bitches and the skeezars
Gettin' you perked up off the diggety dope
ain't giving a fuck about the jackers and the 5 0
and most niggas get yiggety yanked
I get 3 for 2, when I buy my diggety dank
grab the gat, I need a 40, bought to get toast
sideways (sideways) to the riquor store
[Chorus:]
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga