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Young Lay – Puff Puff Pass lyrics

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puff pass nigga lets all puff

puff pass nigga lets all puff

puff pass nigga lets all If

you don't pay you don't 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

it's kind of hart to take the losses Quickly

had to brake ya'll now I'm thinking ya'll 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 get's way dizzy I'm

feeling tipsey so you know I'm 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 don't make You

gone brake cuz the county you in ain't no joke You

can bounce when you want Chorus


Lay) I

come from a family of three sprung on the sticky green I

hit the spot and said it don't stop but repeat Yale

gets caught and yale gets off One

of my tapes run around thinking lay soft They

bootsey trick'em 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 It's

critical homies calling me on a digital phone To

know what's going on am I coming home or what I

was living way plush young lay must Stacking

g'z 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


Lay) My

indo indo spot it just don't 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 I'm 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 ain't all that Love

to see him fall flat smash and check to the curb I'm

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 gangsterstay 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

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