Yo, this is the And I got the brotha Prince 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, a pocket full of dough A little drunk, reaction's mad Thinkin', should I go to the club And do what? And bag a rub-a-dub
Another thing, beyond the cream, I to get ripped Put my on a blunt tip It's been two weeks, since I last it down to the club floors
Five fee, plus ID But a brother me, gassed his way in for free Word, a bar seat Got a tall glass, of sex on the
Turned to my left, saw this girl, she was sir Ooh, what ya do, kid? I her up, I tried to bag her, for her name What I didn't have the game
by a scent in the air Could it be? Yes, yeah, a potent bag of there It was and Loud Jerome They had a bone, you mean a A palmetto
I pass the bone, pass the bone the bone, kid, pass the bone They passed it, took one I was blasted Felt of stimulated, fantastic
We approached the cypher Did you surprise I tranquilized her Bagged her, for her name and Slid to her rest, mad success But did you bone her? Did I her? Did I bone her; you shoulda heard her
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Yo, pass the bone, kid pass the the bone, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone, kid, the bone Pass the bone so I control the
Yo it a nightclub what? We shine some young bloods Drinkin' forties right down to the Ready to flow inside and rip the mic Hmm, and all I needed was a bone
And guess who come down the stumbling drunk Ason, with two bags of out the blunt put the weed inside Roll it up tight, the flame was applied
Inhale, but not to cough Exhale, you know like two and off kind of toxie Seen a girl who was foxy, yo but she
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 to pass around So go get a bag Uptown I a pound to the brothers who was sweatin' What about the Yo they was stressin' me"
Hey Genius, Genius, when ya do me Step to me, you know me Just another red bone, that I had bagged in the red And took home to get my flown
Forget about the cypher, so I slid to the back Leavin' tracks of smoke That from the sess crops Give me the mic and me get props
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