Master P - 1/2 On a Bag of Dank lyrics
[Master P - 1/2 On a Bag of Dank lyrics]
Light ya joints
Let's have a muthafuckin' smoke off
Yall niggas bout to see more of
That country ass muthafuckin' Master 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
That's why I'm on my way to the Northside
I'm so toke
I guess I'm gone of that green sticky
Just ripped a muthafuckin' hole in
My brand new dicky's
From walkin to close to the fuckin barb wire
That's when I know I've got
10 dollars on some fire
If you can do this motherfucker
Let's get a 20 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 higher than fire
But I won't stop smokin dank till I retire
I wonder do they have dank up in heaven
And if they do I'll prolly
Do a motherfuckin' 211 (Me too)
For a bag of that green sticky
Up in heaven a nigga runnin round crazy
Like he done took a bicky i'm not Dr dre
But I don't want nuttin but The Chronic
This dank keep me comin back
Like I'm hooked on phonics
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Let's 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 didn't 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 squeak
That's how we do it every day of the week
I don't sleep but at night I get the munchies
And after I eat I be
Back smokin them green crunchies
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Yeah uhhh
Inhale let's go half on a bag of dank
I mean that green sticky and how you do it
When you blowin? You inhale
Let's have a muthafuckin' smoke off
Yall niggas bout to see more of
That country ass muthafuckin' Master 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
That's why I'm on my way to the Northside
I'm so toke
I guess I'm gone of that green sticky
Just ripped a muthafuckin' hole in
My brand new dicky's
From walkin to close to the fuckin barb wire
That's when I know I've got
10 dollars on some fire
If you can do this motherfucker
Let's get a 20 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 higher than fire
But I won't stop smokin dank till I retire
I wonder do they have dank up in heaven
And if they do I'll prolly
Do a motherfuckin' 211 (Me too)
For a bag of that green sticky
Up in heaven a nigga runnin round crazy
Like he done took a bicky i'm not Dr dre
But I don't want nuttin but The Chronic
This dank keep me comin back
Like I'm hooked on phonics
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Let's 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 didn't 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 squeak
That's how we do it every day of the week
I don't sleep but at night I get the munchies
And after I eat I be
Back smokin them green crunchies
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Whatever ya want whatever ya need
Fool I got it
Well let's go half on a bag of dank
Yeah uhhh
Inhale let's go half on a bag of dank
I mean that green sticky and how you do it
When you blowin? You inhale