Ant Banks Roll `em Phat Lyrics

Roll `em Phat Lyrics

Ha ha, oh yeah, roll 'em up, roll 'em up

It's going down, something kinda tight, check it



Roll 'em up Oaktown, it's the A-N-T

Just nod your head to the funk I bump and pass the dank to me

Cause I'm about to get the West Coast loaded

Put my rap into your zag and you can damn sure smoke it

Cause it's D-O-B-E ready to get you high

Potent like endo, or maybe chocolate thai

You say you want the best, well I'm a bring the best

Just hit the fucking dank and let it sting your chest

Yeah bombola, cidal, top of the line herb

Don't you try to drive, you'll be so high you might swerve

Some smoke dank and like to kick it on the street

But I hit the shit and start tripping on the beat

So nod your head to this, to cess I'm prejudice

I never smoke the shit because it never gets me lit

And I don't like to waste my time getting zonked

Banks don't need no weed that's bump

Cause I'm the type of nigga that likes to taste it when I hit it

You know we got 'em thick, thicker than my dick

We like to roll 'em phat



So now you know in the O endo's the tip

A dedication to the niggas who smoke the shit

My nigga Short Dog, my nigga Pee Wee

My nigga Juda, MC Pooh to Shorty B

We don't need a babysitter so fuck the hogging

Just take a blast and pass to Randy Austin

I made the beat real fat so you can get my point

I know Mhisani, Spice, and Dame want to hit the joint

So let 'em hit it, when they get it show 'em much love

And pass it on to Richie Rich and the fucking gov

Ascari X is next and Step G

MC Ant and little Seed from SNV

Can't forget the D-I, huh the G-I, to the T-A-L, right next to hell

My nigga Chris Hicks, Too Clean, and Ali Superside

This is strictly for the trunks, cause I want you to ride

With the next one I got, take it straight to the head

And roll it kinda fat for my nigga nigga dead

Ha ha, yeah, we like to roll 'em phat



Check it out, it's a crazy going on, they don't understand me

They smoking dank in Brookville and even Subrandy

100 Ave., to the Plymouth Rock

85th, 96th smoking spliffs don't stop

700, the 7-deuce

Rolling shit tight so it don't come loose

So when I hit it it can knock me off my feet

69th Seminary, and High Street

I can't forget the big 2-3

And my homies Clem, Jamal, Mark, Rame, and E

You want weed smoke? We got the best smoke

>From the East Oak to the West Oak, we like to roll 'em phat



Ha ha, you know what I'm saying? It's going down in the Oaktown

Every motherfucking night, yeah



Uh, this beat is smooth as fuck

Dope do do do do *laughs* I'm just tripping on the beat!

Dope do do do do, Dope do do do do