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Hi-C f/ 2nd II None - Stank lyrics
[KK]
 Hey y'all (hey!) I'm the fool
 Waitin' for them Catholic girls to get up outta school
 Parked right across the street checkin' a tire
 Tossin' up my KK hat so I could sign
 Soon as I crack the thick ones get to walkin'
 I pulled straight to the curb and start talkin'
 Yo I'ma get either one so it don't matter
 Gotta have hot sex on a platter
 So dress lovely when we goin' out
 (Uh, for what?) So I can check them backs out
 Quit playin' girl, let me see, don't hide it
 Cause later on them cheeks gettin' divided
 It won't pay to play with K, when it's time to lay
 cause you'll get left on the freeway
 (Uh, so what you tryin' to leave me or somethin'?)
 Girl what you think? You shoulda gave up that stank
 [Chorus]
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about makin' bank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about blazin' dank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 [Hi-C]
 It's Mr. Hi-C comin' back at that ass
 Fools try to flex but you know they can't last
 Chill with the drags 'fore I bomb to your mask
 When I hit the skins I'll leave a gash
 Baby come chill, let me dig ya out
 Show ya what the young dogg's all about
 When I get inside it you won't keep quiet
 My D hit the P and it kicked off a riot
 Wasn't nothin' burnin' and there wasn't no lootin'
 Ha, but I was damn sure shootin' (Say girl)
 (All I wanna do, is stick my D in you, with a lubricated rubber)
 (Why?) Cause I'm a lil' hot mutha...
 I ain't no sucka, tell me what you think
 When I pop off inside ya stank
 [Chorus]
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about makin' bank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about blazin' dank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 [Gangsta D]Hi-C f/ 2nd II None - Stank - http://motolyrics.com/hi-c-f-2nd-ii-none/stank-lyrics.html
 Tell me why (why?) Why you actin' like that
 Actin' like your coochie don't stank with your big back
 You should know hoe, never mess with a young pro, of life
 Wonderin' if I'll break you off somethin', yeah right
 You better stick with your first plan
 to find a sucka ass for a man
 But not me 'cause I ain't that type
 So don't throw drag 'cause I might throw a right
 I'm not mean, I'm very much fair
 And if you wanna come, I better take you there
 So what you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
 Pull down your panties and smooth go up in you
 And show you what I'm all about
 Take it out your gut, throw it in your mouth
 And if it smells bad to where I wanna faint
 You can keep that stank
 [Chorus]
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about makin' bank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about blazin' dank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 [Hi-C]
 Ey fool, be cool with your Oscar Meyer
 Talkin' bout you're hittin' it all night, you lil' liar
 You couldn't work it if she gave you the job
 But I get done like corn on the cob
 Give me a minute and I'm all up in it
 She never shoulda told me love no limit
 (Say hoe) Don't waste money on the hair-do
 It'll be nothin' by the time I'm through
 Baby bring your crew, I got a crew too
 (Orgy, orgy) Is what we gon' do
 Now you gotta come clean when you picked up
 Damn, this a good place for a stick-up
 I'ma go bump-bump-bump-bump-bump on your butt
 When I'm in the guts give me two thumbs up
 Sip a 6-4, take a puff of the dank
 Baby gon' have to give up the stank
 [Chorus]
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about makin' bank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank
 Baby gotta give it up
 I hope she hurry up
 It's all about blazin' dank
 And gettin' you a lil' stank













