Pass The Fluffy

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Un-hunh Let's get it! Solo. On that come up... Watch the Bhudda Dragon spread his wings on the track. Then squash intuders backs in when he springs to attack. Put pot into the zig zag and blow green from the sack. Wack medullas got bashed in smithereens from the raps. Rip shop thru the passion never lean ever fat. Drop flows to move the cash in till the cream's seen in stacks. It's the Boss Groover spazzin out- extreme in the act. Girls who spot the ruler ask him for his thing between their lap. Got 3 queens in a lac son, driving me around. Roll out the red carpet when he arrives in ya town. Where many heads spark it, the highness abounds. My flyness charted higher than the sky is it astounds. Solo's out of bounds in this art kid, with skills renowned. To get the party started as soon as they drop the sounds. Leave suckas outsmarted and carted off the grounds. Confound the weak-hearted, true bubblers gimme a pound. So i can break it down, put it in circulation. Leave carnations on the graves of every jerk who's hatin. Then rise like the haze when i set the verse ablazin. To grind with the pen to fill lines is percolation. To everybody fakin' please save the accusations. Cuz steppin to ya boy ain't worth the hurt you facing. First think about cha life, know it has no replacements. Then stop acting so dumb and get an education!!! Come on man, why you politicing on that? Pass the fluffy... You gotta keep it in rotation, you know wha i mean... It's like the planets, baby... Please pass me the fluffy, get me lit like a filament. And leave me smellin musky like weed's in my habiliments. No seeds in the puffy, so believe me I'm feelin this. Tree got me high above the clouds where I'm spillin this. Rhyme so sharp it cuts the beat starts killin' it's. The illest with spits, ugly sick, there's no healin' this Don't try to out bluff me in a hand while I'm dealin this Villainous style rough beyond wild real intense Strong enough to break ligaments when I'm going in On tracks make ceilings collapse, I explode'em in The whole place'll quake when i flow like the coldest wind. I freeze flakes just to break the ice that i froze'em in Step in the ring, lyrically throwin blows again All the competition take their towels and throw'em in Honies hit my celly cuz they love the way i'm holdin'em They call me the fireman and ask to see the hose again I leave'em smolderin, once I put out the flames They wanna bone again cuz the passion remains They love it when i ride'em so I guide'em with the reins The Jockey gets'em off, the proof is in the stains Now the neighbors know my name, but it ain't a new thang The way I leave girls tied up like a pair of shoe strangs My juice has acclaim with those true in the game So I know this gonna be the joint that ya crew bangs!!!!