Представляем точный текст композиции "Puff Puff Pass" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Young Lay . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Puff Puff Pass» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Young Lay передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Young Lay - "Puff Puff Pass"
Lyrics to Puff Puff Pass : [Chorus] Puff puff pass nigga lets all puff puff pass nigga lets all puff puff pass nigga lets all If you dont pay you dont smoke [Young Lay] See I puff then pass through the cuts Got to make the dash Lit another blunt hurry up fetch had to come and get Split its kind of hart to take the losses Quickly had to brake yall now Im thinking yall slice the sweet And quickly rolled it up got to catch you fold it up In the green with the heat of my cup Stupid stuff but all my cudees blaze wit me And when they blaze young lay gets way dizzy Im feeling tipsey so you know Im feeling perk Walk through the club seeing sister on with some tight skirts But what I got on ya a sack black lips and lungs I got what I got to stack hunds and ones Now I know why they wanna see me up state Going to prisions for descisions that should dont make You gone brake cuz the county you in aint no joke You can bounce when you want [Chorus] [Young Lay] I come from a family of three sprung on the sticky green I hit the spot and said it dont stop but repeat Yale gets caught and yale gets off One of my tapes run around thinking lay soft They bootsey trickem fools all I wanted juice while homies sell and flaunt keys And we stay deeper than some vietnamese When the microphone is on the rhyme hit some rushing up some fine chicks While cudees yelling rewind this Its critical homies calling me on a digital phone To know whats going on am I coming home or what I was living way plush young lay must Stacking gz and come clean on capris candy I see my family running away from these folks Down with young lay and qude downless flode And roll another jay but in the swiss a sweet In the grass I down with wax with ten sacks and bags [Chorus] [Young Lay] My indo indo spot it just dont stop everytime I go to wit Dank we let her hold it in than roll another spliff Splurred by professional scenes I mean the punk police Who always want to front on me they coming around when Im keyed Thinking that we some hood rats I got some good yat Base to make your crack blu I rap with interior black Hear me coming watch me scat who is he where he be I heard he got a lil scratch but young lay aint all that Love to see him fall flat smash and check to the curb Im with the clock stack with junkie key can keep the glock on the turn Dubiees with herb all smashed in the ash tray Now rollers wanna tail gait I put them on lay away Cuz lay through this everyday I try to mash in another way And now there wondering if this gangster stay But like a truff I clock some gluff high up in my playa suit Fine hoes and daisy dukes gonna jock me cuz these crazy fools [Chorus] [ Puff Puff Pass Lyrics ]
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