Pooh-Man - f**in With Dank Volume 3 lyrics

[Intro] (Pooh-Man) Prep man hand me the motherf**ing weed man (Prep) You don't want none of this bong *coughing and toking* (Pooh-Man) This is for '98 word's for f**ing with dank you motherf**ers man (Prep) I don't know n***a I don't know How you was able to write f**in with dank smoking this big a** bong [Verse 1] (Pooh-Man) Dank smoke is the interior of my 7 deuce impala Punch the gas on that a** And let my gla** plex holla Down to my last blunt but I know where it's at Hit my n***a Bigzanie get me a fat a** sack Snatch the eighth it's gonna last me half the day Sippin on bombay 4 54 out like sideways I hit J-Eazy 'cause easy What's sup fool? I am super siding for life you know that's all I do I am blowing one to the head until I die Still sippin on martel when my thought gets dry Smashing bottles on popo's Throwing up in the funk f**in with dank until I just can't take no more I got some p**y for the late night I got to get But I can't get to good I got to smash the b**h So let me hit the BP Get the philles fill up my tank And start up '97 for anther eighth of dank [Hook] I ain't doing nothing but puffing All I want to do is get high I ain't doing in nothing but puffing [Verse 2] (Pooh-Man) I got to her house around 4 n***a feel me While she was rollin' up a blunt I was sittin there sippin on some remmy Victoria's secret was now relived The n***a sittin on the couch dick hard as hell Freaky little b**h got up and locked the door And put on the vcr and lay down on the floor I am thinkin in my mind man this gonna be fun She laid back hit the blunt And started playing with her pearl tongue She crawled over the couch unzipped my pants While she was s**ing me She took the remmy out of my hand The dank and drink get a b**h like this Check it n***a Pooh-Man the O from the click I am gonna stay high until I die Ever bumped a b**h Hittin highway 5 ever blood in this sh** Smash the gas puff puff pa** '98 n***a and I am back at your a** [Hook] I ain't doing nothing but puffing All I want to do is get high I ain't doing in nothing but puffing [Verse 3] (Pooh-Man) In the east we got 50 at the Foothill Flat lands n***a be off in Brookville Old School Red Fenz still got the sack And some brandy park still way in the back He's 21st the trumps got it too Get bad a** sacks when you f** with the Luniz Crew 89th and beat come up the dirt road Lets take it out the way to the North Pole You should know n***a I know for sho n***a Every spot in the town blows n***a You see I am an Oakland orignal danksta Ain't f**in with nothing but baller's g's and gangsta's See I could go out smoking with zags Now it's sticky sticky green and phillys by the pack To all you busta a** n***a's who doubted me When you buy your next motherf**ing sack Think about me [Hook] I ain't doing nothing but puffing All I want to do is get high I ain't doing in nothing but puffing (4x) [Spoken] (Pooh-Man) Hey Gino man conclude this sh** This is the last one they get f**in with dank '98 version