| It’s Frank Nitty in the place to be | 
| With J — D to the ILLA and the L.I.B | 
| So let me see you touch the sky | 
| Let me see you raise them hands up high | 
| Madlib, Frank, Dank, Dilla | 
| Chasing paper blazin up in this bitch | 
| We raise up the stakes | 
| A little bit and SHUT SHIT DOWN | 
| Tone to chrome to the zone? | 
| You need to put your hands up | 
| Is what you need to do | 
| Plus niggas got game like the Ps2 | 
| It’s Dankery off and here bout to set it | 
| Things looked charged in here bout to let it go | 
| Back and Forth like a big ol ass | 
| I’m a mack of course that’s a big ol ass | 
| Got me up in this muthafucker | 
| I am in this muthafucker | 
| Yea nigga! | 
| D.I.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 thinking they hot but it’s not | 
| It’s… | 
| It’s Dank Hard looking for hoes | 
| The ones that working it hard | 
| I’m looking for those | 
| So they can shake their ass for us | 
| I told ya’ll 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 what McNasty brings | 
| It’s gangsta we all chasing scrilla | 
| Bet your ass, that it’s not a game | 
| We real ghetto with the | 
| Filth, flawn, flawn, filth | 
| Hittin em hard with the bars that I spit | 
| It’s Frank-N-Dank | 
| You know who it is | 
| Rocking over tracks with Dilla | 
| And my nigga Madlib | 
| Cause we are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| It’s Frank, Dank, Dilla | 
| Chasing paper, blazing up in this bitch | 
| So raise up the stakes nigga | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| It’s Frank, Dank & J Deezy | 
| With Madlib colabin' | 
| To bringin that heat to blast nigga | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| And we gets dirty | 
| Like we bred and crispy | 
| Stripin away your pride | 
| We get busy with the | 
| Pat Banis Madlib | 
| And J to the Frank | 
| And mad is 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 dollas, hop, hoppin | 
| In and out of 2000 plus caddys | 
| And blazin that ism | 
| Bangin that boomin system | 
| Jeep volume, feets tallin | 
| Jeep crawlin, we ballin | 
| Told ya’ll before not to play me out the gate | 
| Gettin cake and rocking chains | 
| Making nigga, NV, tens beating | 
| Takin the game like Vincent C, nigga | 
| Wack niggas go straight to the back | 
| Cause we all up in here | 
| Don’t know how to react when | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| All ladies go straight to the front | 
| Cause we’re real playalistic | 
| We know what you want when | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka | 
| We are in this muthafucka |