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 nothin` but a big punk
So give it up nigga, rappin` wasn`t made for you
And all that dissin` that you doin` can`t fade me, Pooh
You`re just jealous and mad cuz I`m rollin`
While my pockets stay fat from the cash I`m foldin`
Your `Judgment Day` done came and went
With some local sales, but that ain`t shit, nigga
So you better keep fuckin` with dank
And watch your back in the town while you fuckin` with Banks
CHORUS
(Ant Banks):
The world`s biggest simp could never be a pimp
His name is Pooh-Man, yeah word to the wimp
He`s a bitch ass nigga ya`ll, take it from me
Just a studio gangsta, he`s fakin` to be
An MC on the microphone, you better leave it alone
You little wanna be Too $hort clone
There`s only one little rap mack from the `O`
Who put your ass on the map, so dog, let him know
Too $hort (spoken):
Fake ass nigga always wanted to be me
I remember when I met that nigga in `84
Bitchin` behind Racia
Cuz I slapped that bitch down in my homeboy basement
Nigga, the bitch was gettin` finger fucked by $hort Dog
She was supposed to be your bitch
But she was lovin` me, nigga, you mark
You still a mark, you know what I`m sayin`?
That`s why Little D slapped you at Eastmont Mall
Fakin` like you was from the village
Man, you ain`t with it
(Goldy):
Pooh-Man you ain`t shit, never been shit, never gon` be shit
Remember Shorty The Pimp`s tour, right?
I was fuckin` a bitch and you was eatin` her pussy and suckin` my dick
Mhisani, nicknamed Goldy, pullin` your bitch card
So ready to clown, my dick`s hard
You licked more tramps that P`s got licks on a guitar
Hip hop on the green, that`s the weary part
Banks put `em up and called you out, but you ran cuz you`s a scary mark
Bitch nigga, switch hitter, is it the deuce or the nine?
Hangin` in the village done got your car shot up,
playin` both sides of the line
Fuck you and that garbage that made your dopefiend father and hoe`n ass mother
Tellin` everybody you from your mother`s rotten pussy, called `The Gutter`
Jive signed you and dropped you
Dangerous signed you and dropped you
Paris signed you and dropped you
Now I heard you went out on a rumor, snortin` hop
Ant Banks (spoken):
