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Puff Puff Pass
whisper, R&B | Musical Traits: soulful | Genres: Hip Hop, Jazz Rap, Mumble Rap, Soul Jazz | Voices: Baritone, Silky R&B/Urban Vocals, Jazz voice, Throat Singing, Background Vocals, R&B Vocal, Rap Vocal, Falsetto, female vocals
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Puff Puff Pass
(Verse 1)
I was rollin’ up the vibe, thought we had that spark,
You took a hit, then you blew it, left me in the dark.
Gave you one more chance, thought maybe you’d come through,
But every time you slip, girl, I’m just feelin’ blue.
Like that green we pass around, searchin’ for the high,
Tryna find the one that lifts us to the sky.
But when you mess it up, gotta let it slide,
Can’t hold on tight, gotta let it ride.
(Chorus)
Puff, puff, pass, yeah, I’m lettin’ go,
Tried to spark somethin’ real, but it’s movin’ slow.
Puff, puff, pass, girl, you had your chance,
Now I’m sendin’ you back, back to the dance.
Like the weed in the circle, searchin’ for that flame,
If it ain’t burnin’ right, gotta play the game.
Puff, puff, pass, no time for the stress,
I’m just lookin’ for love, not a hot mess.
(Verse 2)
You said you’d be different, but you faded fast,
Like a joint that’s burnt out, couldn’t make it last.
I was holdin’ tight, but you slipped through my hands,
Now I’m passin’ you on, gotta stick to my plans.
We all want that high, that perfect feelin’,
But sometimes the flame just ain’t revealin’.
So I take a deep breath, let the smoke rise,
Say goodbye to the past, no more disguise.
(Chorus)
Puff, puff, pass, yeah, I’m lettin’ go,
Tried to spark somethin’ real, but it’s movin’ slow.
Puff, puff, pass, girl, you had your chance,
Now I’m sendin’ you back, back to the dance.
Like the weed in the circle, searchin’ for that flame,
If it ain’t burnin’ right, gotta play the game.
Puff, puff, pass, no time for the stress,
I’m just lookin’ for love, not a hot mess.
(Bridge)
Sometimes love’s a circle, sometimes it’s a flame,
But if it ain’t burnin’ right, it’s a losing game.
So I pass it on, keep my heart intact,
Lookin’ for that high that’s real, no act.
(Outro)
Puff, puff, pass, yeah, I’m movin’ on,
Searchin’ for that spark till the break of dawn.
Puff, puff, pass, no more second tries,
Gotta find the one who’s worth the highs.