Yo, is the Gka-gka-genius And I got the brotha Rakeem on the side You know we got the sess bones in the And, yo, God I'ma pass you the
Pass the bone, kid, the bone the bone, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the Pass the bone, so I can rule the
Rakeem is feelin' lovely, a pocket full of dough A little drunk, reaction's mad Thinkin', should I go to the scene And do what? And bag a rub-a-dub
Another thing, the cream, I wanted to get ripped Put my lips on a tip It's been two weeks, I last sparked it Went down to the club
Five dollar fee, ID But a like me, gassed his way in for free Word, a bar seat Got a tall glass, of sex on the
to my left, saw this girl, she was slammin' sir Ooh, what ya do, kid? I her Pushed up, I to bag her, for her name What I didn't have the game
Overwhelmed by a in the air Could it be? Yes, yeah, a potent bag of there It was and Loud Jerome They had a bone, you a blunt? A palmetto
I said pass the bone, the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the They passed it, one pull I was blasted Felt of stimulated, fantastic
We approached the weak Did you surprise I tranquilized her Bagged her, for her and address to her rest, achieved mad success But did you bone her? Did I bone Did I bone her; you shoulda her moan
Pass the bone, the bone the bone, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the Yo Genius, the micraphone
Yo, the bone, kid pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the Pass the bone, kid, the bone Pass the bone so I control the
Yo it Outside a nightclub We shine some young bloods Drinkin' forties down to the suds to flow inside and rip the mic phone Hmm, and all I needed was a bone
And guess who down the block stumbling drunk Ason, with two bags of Pull out the blunt put the inside Roll it up tight, then the was applied
Inhale, but not to cough Exhale, you know like two and off Stimulated of toxie a girl who was foxy, yo but she needed
Oxy wash, oh my gosh, yo not to But to the subject The brothers rolled up on the scene I had known Smelled the skunk and said, "Yo the bone"
I said, "Lounge G there's not enough to around So go get a bag from I gave a pound to the brothers who was What about the Wisdoms? Yo they was me"
Hey Genius, Genius, ya come do me Step to me, you screw me Just another red bone, that I had bagged in the red And took to get my head flown
Forget about the weak cypher, so I slid to the Leavin' of smoke stacks That from the sess crops Give me the mic and watch me get
Pass the bone, yo, kid the bone Pass the bone, kid, the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the the bone, kid, pass the bone
Pass the bone, kid, the bone the bone, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, the bone Pass the bone, so I control the