1/2 On a Bag of Dank Master P

[Intro]
Light ya joints, let's have a muthafuckin' smoke off
Yall niggas bout to see more of that country ass muthafuckin' Master P
From New Orleans to Richmond California
That nigga crazy ass, but check this out
Cali got that good ass weed, that good ass weed, that good ass weed
Them niggas in Cali got that good ass weed
That's why I'm on my way to the Northside

[Verse 1]
I'm so toke
I guess I'm gone of that green sticky
Just ripped a muthafuckin' hole in my brand new dicky's
From walkin to close to the fuckin barb wire
That's when I know I've got 10 dollars on some fire
If you can do this motherfucker
Let's get a 20
Fuck white zig zags
I need some brown stickys
I mean that swisha go good with that dank
Niggas be gettin fucked up in my hood like they smokin crank
But we not we gettin higher than fire
But I won't stop smokin dank till I retire
I wonder do they have dank up in heaven
And if they do I'll prolly do a motherfuckin' 211 (Me too)
For a bag of that green sticky
Up in heaven a nigga runnin round crazy like he done took a bicky
I'm not Dr. Dre, but I don't want nuttin but The Chronic
This dank keep me comin back like I'm hooked on phonics