Yo, is the Gka-gka-genius And I got the brotha Prince on the side You know we got the sess in the house And, yo, God I'ma pass you the
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Rakeem is feelin' lovely, word a full of dough A little drunk, mad slow Thinkin', I go to the club scene And do what? And bag a queen
Another thing, beyond the cream, I wanted to get Put my on a blunt tip It's two weeks, since I last sparked it Went down to the floors
Five dollar fee, ID But a brother me, gassed his way in for free Word, took a bar Got a glass, of sex on the beach
Turned to my left, saw girl, she was slammin' sir Ooh, ya do, kid? I examined her Pushed up, I tried to bag her, for her happened? I didn't have the game
Overwhelmed by a in the air Could it be? Yes, yeah, a potent bag of sess It was Raekwon and Jerome had a bone, you mean a blunt? A palmetto
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 her? I her Bagged her, for her name and to her rest, achieved mad success But did you her? Did I bone her? Did I bone her; you shoulda her moan
the bone, pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the Pass the bone, kid, the bone Yo Genius, the micraphone
Yo, pass the bone, kid the bone Pass the bone, kid, pass the the bone, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone so I the micraphone
Yo it Outside a nightclub what? We some young bloods Drinkin' forties right down to the to flow inside and rip the mic phone Hmm, and all I needed was a sess
And who come down the block stumbling drunk Ason, two bags of skunk out the blunt put the weed inside Roll it up tight, the flame was applied
Inhale, but not to cough Exhale, you like two pulls and off Stimulated kind of a girl 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 pass So go get a bag Uptown I a pound to the brothers who was sweatin' What the Wisdoms? Yo they was stressin' me"
Hey Genius, Genius, when ya do me to me, you know screw me Just another red bone, that I had bagged in the red And took home to get my head
Forget the weak cypher, so I slid to the back Leavin' tracks of smoke That originated the sess crops Give me the mic and watch me get
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