Prophit - Puff, Puff, Pass paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Puff, Puff, Pass - Prophit



It go, puff, puff, pass
It go, puff, puff, pass
Yea, and all my homies stay smoking the gas
So, hop into rotation hope I don't get in last, yo
Steady smokin on the reefer, everyday I been a cheifer
Dedicated from the start, the student now became the teacher
Not a marijuana preacher, but maybe one day
And imma do what imma do don't give a fuck what they say
Yea I pack it, light it, get excited, hit it hard, don't make you fight it
I'm talking bout that cough you holding in to sacrifice it
And every breath I take, is filled with kush
And I ain't talking about that mother fucking Reggie Bush
Smoking on the best and yeah I do that shit for me though
To get my flow up flaming hot just like I was a Cheeto
It's time for me to grow up, start to figure out the plan
Cuz I'm hoping that I'm bout to blow up like the Taliban
I'm like an animal, I'm Hannibal, I'm eating all these rappers yeah my flow is like a cannibal
I gotta bad bitch and I think that I can handle her
She go by the name of Mary Jane, I never cancel her
It go, Puff, Puff, Pass
It go, Puff, Puff, Pass
Yea, n all my homies stay smoking the gas
So, hop into rotation hope I don't get in last yo



Writer(s): Prophit


Prophit - American Prophecies: Trap Nation
Album American Prophecies: Trap Nation
date de sortie
27-08-2017




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