How to Roll a Blunt

[Intro]

(Aww shit)

Check it out

Yo, 1992 begins a new wave for the blunt rollers, you know what I'm sayin'?

The saga of the Phillie Blunt continues

The flava's, the P-Funk y'all, get wit' it

Check it out

[Verse 1]

Check out a new type of gimmick which is splendid

Since you're down with other shit, let's see if you're down with this

It's about strictly tryna roll a blunt

When you get the hang of it, you'll carry more blunts than Archie Bunk'

First of all, you get a fat bag of ism

From Uptown, any local store sells the shit, friend

Purchase a Phillie—not the city of Philly, silly punk

I'm talking about the cigar, the Phillie Blunt

Lick the blunt and then the Phillie Blunt middle you split

Don't have a razor blade, use your fuckin' fingertips

Crack the bag and then you pour the whole bag in

Spread the ism around until the ism reach each end

Take your finger and your thumb from tip to tip

Roll it in a motion, then the top piece you lick

Seal it, dry it wit your lighter if ya gotta

The results, mmm proper

[Chorus]

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

Let's all roll a blunt and get fucked up (Peace to Pete Rock)

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt (Peace to Pete Rock)

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

Let's all roll a blunt and get fucked up, yeah

[Verse 2]

The second paragraph might makes you laugh

When a brotha rolls a blunt and his breath smell like pure ass

That's when you know you gotta take the blunt from him

'Cause his breath has the dragon in the dungeon

(Yo, yo, yo, light the blunt. Uh, yo, here's the lighter)

I would if this shit would stop drippin' wit saliva

And if you gonna lick it, don't drown it with your spit, shit

I don't know what dick or last puss' you licked quick

And how 'bout the non-blunt rollin' females

That always fucks it up 'cause they don't wanna break their Lee nails

(Hee, hee, hee, hee, sorry, Red, for spilling it)

(Bitch) You better pickup every seed of it

Because I paid ten bills for the get ill

And for spilling it, you better get lost or get grill

Bo know everything from sports to other stuff

But I bet you Bo don't know to roll a blunt

[Chorus]

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

Let's all roll a blunt and get fucked up

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt

That's how you roll a blunt (Hey, nigga, pass the goddamn blunt)

That's how you roll a blunt (Shit, what you holding it all day for?)

Let's all roll a blunt and get fucked up, yeah

(Sit yo' big ass down)

[Outro]

Yo, yo, check this out

I want all the real niggas out there and the females too

If you got a fat blunt in ya mouth and you feeling high as hell

I want y'all to repeat after me, check it out

I'm fucked up (I'm fucked up)

I'm fucked up (I'm fucked up)

I'm high as hell (I'm high as hell)

I'm high as hell (I'm high as hell), yeah

Last but not least, Redman like to say peace

To all the blunt rollers from the Tri-State to the Middle East

And gimme a blunt when I kick the bucket

Devil or no devil, when high, I am the wrong one to be fucked with

So everybody, put they blunt up in the air

Take a puff, blow the smoke out like ya just don't care

So (Pump up the volume), so it's heard though the next block

I'm out, peace to Redd Foxx, I'm off to the cess spot

Yeah, DJ Twinz in the house

Yeah, Redman's in the house

Yo, peace to Pack Pistol Posse, the four, five, six

Yo, I'm out

Yo Reg, turn this shit off, man (Yo, turn that shit off)