Fuckin Wit Banks lyrics

Ant Banks (spoken):
Oooh, goddamn, I`m glad you set it off
Ha ha, yeah, you know
Pooh-Man, big sucker, fat face fucker
So won`t you just pucker up and suck the nuts of the big, big badass nigga
Ant Banks, let`s do this shit, you know
Let`s do this shit, nigga
The big bad ass, yeah

(Ant Banks):
Enough is enough with this fake ass bullshit
My finger`s on the trigger and I`m itchin` to pull it
Now let`s see who`s the first mark on my hit list
Is it Winnie the Pooh? No, it`s Pooh-man, the big bitch
You`re just a mark till you heart miss a piddy
Made another fake tape, and yet it sounds so shitty
So meet your maker, muthafucka, I made you
Put a quarter in your ass and I just played you, nigga
You frontin` like you rough and tough
But you was screamin` like a bitch when Hub socked that ass up
I know the real, nigga, you just a punk
And why you keep runnin` if you wanted some funk, nigga?
Fake gangster, you off by a long shot
Quick to get popped if I catch you on the wrong block
I keep a full clip up in my tank
And you`ll get tossed by the boss when you fuckin` with Banks, nigga

Chorus:
Fuckin` with Banks
Yeah boy, you`ll get mopped when you`re...
Fuckin` with Banks
You get that ass socked up when you`re...

(Ant Banks):
Three albums out, and they all on the flop list
See, you can`t even rap, that`s why your ass got dropped, bitch
Cuz the niggas I roll with is dangerous
We don`t let no fake niggas hang with us
I break that ass off with no remorse
You can`t hang with the Banks, you better stay on the porch, nigga
With your bitch ass voice, shit, you sound like a chipmunk
Tryna be hard, you ain`t not
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