Ant Banks

Ant Banks - Packin A Gun lyrics

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Let me drop it on the one, heheh
 Yeah..
 Real smooth youknowhatI'msayin?
 Chorus: unknown singers
 If you think this shit is funky
 Don't be a punk, nigga, just get in the groove {*1}
 And if you think this shit is funky
 Don't be a punk, nigga, let it get into you
 [Ant Banks]
 Yeah, check it
 Well let me hit it like this, fool Ant Banks is back
 Still comin way tight, straight gangsta mack
 You see the bitches know I'm loaded, smooth as a poet
 Droppin shit like a pigeon just to let you suckers know it's
 the grip that I clock that makes the hoes jock
 And niggaz get to trippin, and talkin hella shit and
 don't you know your bluffin ain't enough you see
 that all you mark motherfuckers can't FUCK with me
 So bring it on cause I got somethin for ya
 Mac-10 strong, smoke that ass like doja
 Break that ass off, until I leave yo' ass broke
 I'm icin like Tyson boy I ain't no joke
 A lot of niggaz now think they made of steel
 Too tough to get took, and that's for real
 But let me tell you like $hort nigga, that's your life
 Cause niggaz I know get took every night
 Tryin to show out and look good for the hoes
 But everybody knows how the story goes...
 The bitches ain't shit cause they all into gafflin
 Break a hoe jaw, and I might start laughin
 *chuckles*
 That's how it is so you better play it safe
 and get you a gat in a smooth ass place
 And you will never trip when you're tryin to have fun
 But nigga you should {*1}
 Chorus
 {*1}
 Slap the hand *boom boom*
 Put a cap smooth in that ass
 I want you to just slap the hand *boom*
 {*1}
 [Ant Banks]
 Late night trippin on a Saturday night
 Hangin at the Uptown, hoes is tight
 Thinkin to myself, "Yeah I'm finsta make a come-up"
 I'm doin the first tramp bitch that wanna run up
 Seen a little tight one, the bitch said, "Hey!"
 Rushed that ass to the store and got the Tanqueray
 Pulled over to the side, now I'm cold on the mission
 Threw the bitch in the back and put that ass in position
 Baby broke me off, OOH somethin kinda proper
 Bitch was so tight, I didn't wanna stop her
 Now a nigga trippin, sippin on gin
 Drunk as fuck, and out comes her boyfriend!
 Time to call it quits, cause the fool might trip
 But the nigga shoulda known that a bitch ain't shit
 He reached for the do', now I got him in focus
 .380 on that ass, now his life is like hopeless
 All over one little stupid dookie bitch
 with a funky ass cock and some juicy ass lips
 But I never trip when I'm tryin to have
 Yeah nigga now I {*1}
 Chorus
 {*1}
 Slap the hand *boom boom*
 Put a cap smooth in that ass
 I want you to just slap the hand *boom*
 {*1}
 [Ant Banks]
 Yeahhhahhh, much props to the motherfuckin Dangerous Crew nigga
 YouknowhatI'msayin?
 Chorus (1/2, - {*1
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