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No stems no that you don't need
gold is *inhales* *deep voice* bad ass weed

Intro: genius,

Yo this is the
And I got the brotha rakeem on the side
You we got the sess bones in the house
And yo God i'ma pass you the

Pass the bone kid, pass the
Pass the bone kid, the bone
Pass the kid, pass the bone
Pass the bone, so I can the micraphone

Verse one: rakeem

Rakeem is feelin lovely, word a full of dough
A little drunk, mad slow
Thinkin, should I go to the club
And do what? and bag a queen
Another thing, the cream, I wanted to get ripped
Put my lips on a tip
been two weeks, since I last sparked it
Went down to the club
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
Turned to my left, saw this she was slammin sir
Oooh, what ya do 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
it be? yes, yeah, a potent bag of sess there
It was and loud jerome
They had a bone, you mean a a palmetto
I said pass the bone, pass the
Pass the bone kid, pass the
passed it, took one pull I was blasted
Felt of stimulated, fan-tastic
We approached the cypher
Did you surprise her? I her
Bagged her, for her and address
Slid to her rest, mad success
But did you her? did I bone her?
Did I her; you shoulda heard her moan

Pass the bone, the bone
Pass the kid, pass the bone
Pass the kid, pass the bone
Yo genius, flip the

two: genius

Yo, pass the bone, kid pass the
Pass the bone, kid the bone
Pass the bone, kid the bone
the bone so I control the micraphone

Yo it
Outside a nightclub what? we shine young bloods
Drinkin forties right to the suds
Ready to inside and rip the mic phone
Hmm, and all I needed was a sess
And guess who come down the block drunk
Ason, with two of skunk
Pull out the blunt put the weed
Roll it up tight, then the was applied
Inhale, but not to cough
Exhale, you know two pulls and off
kind of toxie
Seen a girl who was foxy, yo but she
Oxywash, oh my gosh, yo not to
But to the subject
The rolled up on the scene that I had known
Smelled the skunk and said "yo 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 about the wisdoms? yo they was me
"hey genius, genius, ya come do me
Step to me, you screw me"
another red bone, that I had bagged in the red zone
And home to get my head flown
Forget the weak cypher, so I slid to the back
tracks of smoke stacks
That originated from the sess
Give me the mic and watch me get

the bone, yo, kid pass the bone
Pass the bone, kid pass the (6x)
Pass the bone, so I the microphone