| Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww SHIT!
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| Check it out
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| Yo, 1992 begins a new wave for the blunt rollers
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| The saga of the Phillie Blunt continues
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| The flava’s the P-Funk y’all, get wit it
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| Check it out…
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| Check out a new type of gimmick which is splendid
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| Since you’re down with other shit, let’s see if you’re down with this
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| It’s about strictly trying to roll a blunt
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| When you get the hang of it, you’ll carry more blunts than Archie Bunk'
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| First of all, you get a fat bag of ism
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| From Uptown, any local store sells the shit, friend
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| Purchase a Phillie—not the city of Philly, silly punk
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| I’m talking about the cigar, the Phillie Blunt
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| Lick the blunt and then the Phillie Blunt middle you split
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| Don’t have a razor blade, use your fuckin' fingertips
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| Crack the bag and then you pour the whole bag in
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| Spread the ism around until the ism reach each end
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| Take your finger and your thumb from tip to tip
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| Roll it in a motion, then the top piece you lick
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| Seal it, dry it wit your lighter if ya gotta
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| The results, mmmmmmmm… proper
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| Let’s all roll a blunt… and get fucked up
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| (Peace to Pete Rock)
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| (Peace to Pete Rock)
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| Let’s all roll a blunt… and get fucked up, yeah
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| The second paragraph might makes you laugh
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| When a brotha rolls a blunt and his breath smells like pure ass
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| That’s when you know you gotta take the blunt from him
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| 'Cause his breath has the dragon in the dungeon
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| (Yo, yo, yo, light the blunt. uh yo, here’s the lighter.)
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| I would if this shit would stop drippin' wit saliva
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| And if you gonna lick it, don’t drown it with your spit, shit
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| I dunno what dick or last puss' you licked quick
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| And how 'bout the non-blunt rollin' females
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| That always fucks it up 'cause they don’t wanna break their Lee nails
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| (hee hee hee hee hee, sorry Red for spilling it…)
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| You better pickup every seed of it
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| Because I paid 10 bills for the get ill
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| And for spilling it, you better get lost or get grill
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| Bo know everything from sports to other stuff
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| But I bet you Bo don’t know to roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| Let’s all roll a blunt… and get fucked up
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| That’s how you roll a blunt
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| Let’s all roll a blunt… and get fucked up, yeah
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| («Hey, nigga, pass the goddamn blunt. Shit! What you holding it all day for?)
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| Sit yo' big ass down…
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| Yo, yo, check this out
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| I want all the real niggas out there and the females too
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| If you got a fat blunt in ya mouth and you feeling high as hell
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| I want y’all to repeat after me, check it out
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| I’m fucked up (I'm fucked up…)
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| I’m fucked up (I'm fucked up…)
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| I’m high as hell (I'm high as hell…)
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| I’m high as hell (I'm high as hell)
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| Yeah
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| Last but not least, Redman like to say peace
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| To all the blunt rollers from the Tri-State to the Middle East
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| And gimme a blunt when I kick the bucket
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| Devil or no devil, when high, I am the wrong one to be fucked with
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| So everybody, put they blunt up in the air
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| Take a puff, blow the smoke out like ya just don’t care
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| So…(pump up the volume)…so it’s heard thru the next block
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| I’m out, peace to Redd Foxx, I’m off to the cess spot…
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| Yeah, DJ Twinz in the house
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| Yeah, Redman’s in the house
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| Yo, peace to Pack Pistol Posse, the 4,5,6
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| Yo, I’m out
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| Yo Reg, turn this shit off, man (Yo, turn that shit off…) |