[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
[Chorus: Frank, J Dilla & Dank]
It's Frank, Dank, Dilla chasin' paper
Blazin' up in this bitch, so raise up the stakes, nigga (Turn it up)
We are in this muthafucka (Yeah)
We are in this muthafucka
It's Frank, Dank and J Deezy with Madlib (Oh)
Collabin' to bringin' that heat to blast, nigga
We are in this muthafucka (Yeah)
We are in this muthafucka (Yeah, ooh, ooh)
[Verse 2: J Dilla]
And we gets dirty like we bred and crispy
Strippin' away your pride, we get busy
With the Pat Banis, Madlib
J Dilla, Frank and I'm at it again
And we got those chickens, plus the flow is sick
Known for the pimpin', hoes blow the dick
When I pop collars, drop dollars
Hop hoppin' in and out of
2000, plus caddys and blazin' that ism
Bangin' that boomin' system
Jeep volume, feets tallin'
Deep crawlin', we ballin'
Told y'all before not to play me out the gate
Gettin' cake and rockin' chains
Making nigga NV, tens beating
Takin' the game like Vince C, nigga
[Chorus: Frank, J Dilla & Dank]
Wack niggas go straight to the back
'Cause we all up in here, don't know how to react, when
We are in this motherfucka
We are in this motherfucka
All ladies go straight to the front
'Cause we're real playalistic, we know what you want, when
We are in this motherfucka
We are in this motherfucka
[Outro: Dank]
We are in this motherfucka
We are in this motherfucka