Yo, this is the And I got the brotha Rakeem on the side You know we got the bones in the house And, yo, God I'ma you the bone
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Rakeem is feelin' lovely, word a pocket full of A little drunk, mad slow Thinkin', I go to the club scene And do And bag a rub-a-dub queen
Another thing, the cream, I wanted to get ripped Put my on a blunt tip It's been two weeks, since I sparked it Went to the club floors
Five fee, plus ID But a like me, gassed his way in for free Word, took a bar Got a tall glass, of sex on the
to my left, saw this girl, she was slammin' sir Ooh, ya do, kid? I examined her Pushed up, I to bag her, for her name What happened? I have the game
by a scent in the air Could it be? Yes, yeah, a bag of sess there It was Raekwon and Jerome They had a bone, you mean a blunt? A
I said pass the bone, the bone the bone, kid, pass the bone They passed it, took one I was blasted kind of stimulated, fantastic
We approached the weak Did you surprise I tranquilized her her, for her name and address Slid to her rest, mad success But did you bone Did I bone her? Did I bone her; you shoulda heard her
Pass the bone, the bone the bone, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the Yo Genius, the micraphone
Yo, pass the bone, kid pass the Pass the bone, kid, pass the Pass the bone, kid, pass the the bone so I control the micraphone
Yo it a nightclub what? We shine some young bloods Drinkin' forties right down to the Ready to inside and rip the mic phone Hmm, and all I needed was a bone
And guess who come down the block stumbling Ason, with two bags of out the blunt put the weed inside Roll it up tight, then the was applied
Inhale, but not pertaining to Exhale, you know two pulls and off Stimulated kind of Seen a who was foxy, yo but she needed
Oxy wash, oh my gosh, yo not to But back to the The brothers rolled up on the that I had known the skunk and said, "Yo pass the bone"
I said, "Lounge G there's not enough to around So go get a bag from I a pound to the brothers who was sweatin' 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, I had bagged in the red zone And took to get my head flown
about the weak cypher, so I slid to the back Leavin' tracks of smoke That originated from the sess Give me the mic and me get props
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