Dank Rhymes / Danker Rhymes

DANK RHYMES

Go and call your moms up
Tell her I have condoms
But you gon have to wake her up
Cuz that bitch is unconscious
Guess what? I fucked her there
In her cunt, there's cum in there
Go and fuckin check, son
There's prolly even gum in there
From when I ate her out, while
She was suckin on my tummy hair
There's nothin fuckin funny there
Hunnies love my tummy hair
Don't give me that cunty glare
I'll knock your fuckin lights out
All up in yo whip, boy
I'll even knock yo brights out
You know I got the lead pipe
Red Nikes, and Brett bike
So suave, I wet dykes
You know I gettin' fed right
So much fellatio
I even got the head lice
Frozen bitches on my dick
My jizm be like fresh ice
Yo, my cock got the frostbite
Dat shit look like Ron White
You don't wanna fuck with me
You know I fought in Nam, right?
You know I lost an arm, right?
You know I lost a leg, right?
You know I lost my head, right?
You know I'm fuckin dead, right?
I'll haunt your fuckin ass
In the middle of the night time
Spook ya ass in half, then
Wiggle in the crack, like
A stupid fuckin crack head
Face full'a blackheads
Beggin for fix, suckin'
Dicks in the back shed
At ya momma's house, while
Cambizzle goin' down
On da sloppy fuckin cunt
Dat yo dummy butt had come from
Yo, you a dumb-dumb - and
I will spank you in yo bum bum
Then crush you with my dick
Because dat shit be weighin’ one ton

DANKER RHYMES

I don’t know
What da fuck you dumb muthafuckas thank
You gon’ accomplish frontin’ on a
Real wigga like me, I be
Chiefin' on dat carpet keef
At ya niece apartment, B
I need a dust busta just’a
Get’a fuckin nut skeeted
Pants around my ankles
Wit a tank around my tits
If a bitch gimme brain, then
I got neurons on my dick
Pumpin' dopamine up in 'em
Marijuana in my jism
If a bitch talk shit I hit 'em, cuz
I don't take too well to criticism - strenf
So intense I bend 'em
Back'n forf like a pendulum, den
I scissor kick em - all up in
Dat last millennium, if ya
Come to my condominium, I’mma
Put da condom in ya, wrapped
All around my fish stick, y'all
Can call me Long John Silvers
I’mma a killa killa
And I’m illa forilla, I’m da
Trillest krill dilla, cummin'
On ya chinchilla
I been fillin' up lady cunts
With my creamy baby lumps
Gettin' hard as fuck, over
All deez big ol' shapely butts
Break up in yo home
And jerk it to ya dog
Peanut butter on my hog
Make dat fucker lick it off
Now I’m gettin' off, wit
Yo long-term bitch
In da race car bed
Of yo mutual kid, now I’m
Coolin’ in yo den
Wit my best fuckin friend
Zack Gnapinski’n we drinkin
All yo best rum’n gin
All yo top shelf shit
Two-steppin' in yo timbs
John Deere Vise Grips
Disconnectin' all yo limbs
Then I throw ya to da fish
Dick growin' to da stench
Hollow outcha skull’n den
Fill it with my own kin, I
Spill it from the tip, till
My penises is limp, show 'em
Camboi Smif is egregious as shit