McNasty Filth Jaylib (Ft. Frank-N-Dank)

[Intro: Skillz & Frank]
"Uh, yeah, come on"
Woah, woah
"Uh, oh, uh, oh"

[Verse 1: Frank, J Dilla & Dank]
It's Frank Nitty in the place to be
With J D- to the -illa and Mad-L-I-B
So let me see you touch the sky
Let me see you wear your hands up high
Madlib, Frank, Dank, Dilla chasin' paper
Blazin' up in this bitch, we raise up the stakes
A little bit and shut… shit… down
Tone coulda told ya that clone shit is over
You need to put your hands up, it's what you need to do
Plus niggas got game like the PS2
It's Dankery Harv, and he about to set it
Things looked charged, and he about to let it go
Back and forth like a big ol' ass
I'ma mack of course that's a big ol' ass
Got me up in this motherfucka
I am in this motherfucka (Yeah, nigga)
D-I-L-(L)-A, the man, the myth
The plan is to get the grands and cause panic
When I spit that, it's that 'bout it, 'bout it
Niggas thinkin' they hot, but it's not, it's…
It's Dank Harv looking for hoes
The ones that working it hard, I'm looking for those
So they can shake they ass for us
I told y'all in McNasty trust
We got bitches, weed and blunts
We go with the fall guys leading stunts
'Cause players is out here doing their thing
I told y'all what McNasty brings
It's gangsta we all chasing scrilla
Bet your ass, that its not a game
We real ghetto with the
Filth, flarn, flarn, filth
Hittin' 'em hard with the bars that I spit
It's Frank-N-Dank, you know who it is
Rockin' over tracks with Dilla and my nigga Madlib
'Cause we are in this motherfucka
We are in this motherfucka