Puff Puff Pass
Snoop Dogg feat. Loon Lyrics


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I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self

I rock on with my bad self 'cause it's a must
It's the Lady Of Rage, still kicking up dust
So umm, let me loosen up my bra strap
And umm, let me boost ya with my raw rap
'Cause I'ma break it down to the nitty-gritty one time
When it comes to the lyrics I gets busy with mine
Busy as a beaver, you best believe-a
This grand diva's runnin' shit with the speed of a cheetah, meet a
Lyrical murderer, I'm servin' 'em like two scoops of chocolate
Check it how I rock it
I'm the one that's throwin' bolos, ya better roll a Rolo
To find out I'm the number one solo, uh
The capital R-A now take it to the G-E
I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me
I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style
For those that try to punk me, here's a Pamprin child
No need to say mo', check the flow
Rage in effect once mo', so now ya know

I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self

Now I'm hittin MC's like Hadouken
Ain't no doubt about it, I'm the undisputed
So what you uhh, wanna do is back on up
I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts, pass the bucks
So put your money on the bread winner
I kick lyrics so dope that the brothers call 'em head spinners
I got the tongue that has outdone anyone
From the rising to the setting of the sun
Or the moon, I consume the room with doom
When I hear the kick of a 808 bass, boom
Boom, bam, God, damn
I'm hittin' so hard you could say it's a grand slam, dunk, punks
Get broken off for chunk when they feel the funk
Of the rhythm (fresh) that I give 'em
Let it hit 'em, split 'em, did it now I'm rid of 'em, yeah
I put that on my unborn kids
Rage in effect so you know how it is

I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self

Now ever since my debut, I've continued to lay you
Flat on your back from the raps that I spat, spit
Oh shit, I'm the shit
You can't get with the Rage then tough tit-ty
I pi-ty the fool, that gets
With the lyrical murderer 'cause my shit is rude (ooh)
You wanna get with the wickedness, with that
Big batti girl that's kickin it, rippin' it apart like Jason
You'll be chasin' a dream like Freddy
Are you ready for the cream de la crème?
I'm steam pressuring those who ain't measuring up
I keep competitors stuck
In the muck with they butt up, what you wanna nut up
Like cashew, don't you know that I will mash you? For real
That's the deal, I'm straight out of Farmville, VA
(So what you gotta say?)

I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self

I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self

Huh, I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!)

Get with the uh, roughest, roughest
Get with the uh, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
Get with the uh, roughest, roughest (yeah)
Get with the uh, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
Get with the uh, wickedness, roughest
I am the uh, wickedness (Rage)

Yeah, 1-9-9-4
The indo blow and the grass grow
Snoop Doggy Dogg, still don't love a ho
But you gotta give credit where credit is due
Women, back down and bow down to my motherfuckin' homegirl
The Lady Of Rage
She rocks rough and stuff with the afro puffs
Handcuffed and she busts




And trick biatch, she's guaranteed to tear shit up
You know what I'm sayin'?

Overall Meaning

The song "Puff Puff Pass" by Snoop Dogg featuring the Lady of Rage is an ode to African-American culture and language, with its focus on smoking and the preservation of natural hair. The opening line, "I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs," celebrates the beauty and strength of unprocessed, kinky hair, while also referencing the act of smoking weed. The phrase "puff puff pass" is a common practice for sharing a joint or blunt among friends, and the song's title and lyrics reference this practice throughout.


The Lady of Rage's verses showcase her lyrical prowess and confidence as a female rapper in a male-dominated industry. She boasts about her talent and ability to out-rap anyone who tries to come at her, and encourages listeners to respect her talent and independence. The song's chorus repeats the phrase "rock on witcha bad self," a call for self-love and empowerment.


The song's production, featuring a sample of Kool & The Gang's "Summer Madness," creates a laid-back, relaxed vibe reminiscent of smoking weed with friends. Snoop Dogg's verse adds to this atmosphere, with his smooth delivery and references to his love of marijuana.


Overall, "Puff Puff Pass" is a celebration of African-American culture and language, with a focus on smoking, natural hair, and confidence in one's talents and abilities.


Line by Line Meaning

I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
I'm Lady of Rage and I've got attitude.


Rock on witcha bad self
Keep doing you.


I rock on with my bad self 'cause it's a must
I have to continue being myself because that's what I know.


It's the Lady Of Rage, still kicking up dust
I'm still relevant, still making a scene.


So umm, let me loosen up my bra strap
Let me get comfortable, get ready to perform.


And umm, let me boost ya with my raw rap
Let me hype you up with my rhymes.


'Cause I'ma break it down to the nitty-gritty one time
I'm going to explain it real clearly.


When it comes to the lyrics I gets busy with mine
I'm great at writing and delivering lyrics.


Busy as a beaver, you best believe-a
I'm always working, you better believe it.


This grand diva's runnin' shit with the speed of a cheetah, meet a
I'm dominating the game with the quickness of a cheetah, meet your match.


Lyrical murderer, I'm servin' 'em like two scoops of chocolate
I'm killing it with my lyrics like two scoops of chocolate.


Check it how I rock it
See how well I'm doing it.


I'm the one that's throwin' bolos, ya better roll a Rolo
I'm the one landing punches, you better prepare yourself.


To find out I'm the number one solo, uh
I am the top solo artist.


The capital R-A now take it to the G-E
My initials are R-A, now spell GE (with a G).


I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me
I bring the truth to the forefront, but some people still don't get it.


I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style
I'm unstoppable like a woman's menstrual cycle and nothing can slow me down.


For those that try to punk me, here's a Pamprin child
For anyone trying to mess with me, be prepared for the consequences.


No need to say mo', check the flow
No need to say more, just listen to my flow.


Rage in effect once mo', so now ya know
I'm on fire again, now you know.


Now I'm hittin MC's like Hadouken
I'm hitting other MC's hard like Hadouken (a move in Street Fighter).


Ain't no doubt about it, I'm the undisputed
There's no question that I'm the best.


So what you uhh, wanna do is back on up
You better step back and rethink your strategy.


I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts, pass the bucks
I'll handle the situation, no problem.


So put your money on the bread winner
Bet on me to win.


I kick lyrics so dope that the brothers call 'em head spinners
My lyrics are so good that they're mind-blowing.


I got the tongue that has outdone anyone
I'm the best at rhyming.


From the rising to the setting of the sun
All day, every day.


Or the moon, I consume the room with doom
Day or night, I'm making an impact and causing destruction.


When I hear the kick of a 808 bass, boom
When the bass kicks in, I'm ready to bring it.


Boom, bam, God, damn
Playing onomatopoeia, the beat is hitting hard, excretion.


I'm hittin' so hard you could say it's a grand slam, dunk, punks
I'm hitting so hard it's like a baseball grand slam or a basketball dunk - no one can stop me.


Get broken off for chunk when they feel the funk
People will get down when they feel my vibe.


Of the rhythm (fresh) that I give 'em
It's the fresh rhythm that I'm providing for them.


Let it hit 'em, split 'em, did it now I'm rid of 'em, yeah
I'm delivering my rhymes, destroying the competition, and I'm done with it.


I put that on my unborn kids
I swear on my future children that what I'm saying is true.


Rage in effect so you know how it is
I'm in my zone, you know what I mean.


Now ever since my debut, I've continued to lay you
Ever since I started making music, I've been knocking down the competition.


Flat on your back from the raps that I spat, spit
I'm so good at rapping that I'm knocking people down.


Oh shit, I'm the shit
I'm really good at what I do.


You can't get with the Rage then tough tit-ty
If you can't handle me, then too bad for you.


I pi-ty the fool, that gets
I feel sorry for anyone who tries to mess with me.


With the lyrical murderer 'cause my shit is rude (ooh)
My rhymes are so good, they're killing the competition and they can be offensive.


You wanna get with the wickedness, with that
You want to mess with me and my tough attitude.


Big batti girl that's kickin it, rippin' it apart like Jason
You want to mess with a big, tough girl who's tearing things apart like the horror movie character Jason.


You'll be chasin' a dream like Freddy
You'll have something to chase, but you'll never catch up (Freddy is another horror movie character).


Are you ready for the cream de la crème?
Are you ready for the best of the best?


I'm steam pressuring those who ain't measuring up
I'm putting pressure on those who can't match my skills.


I keep competitors stuck
I'm trapping my competition so they can't beat me.


In the muck with they butt up, what you wanna nut up
They're stuck in the mud with their behinds up, they don't know what to do.


Like cashew, don't you know that I will mash you?
Like a cashew nut, I'll crush you.


For real
This is the truth.


That's the deal, I'm straight out of Farmville, VA
That's how it is – I'm from Farmville, Virginia.


(So what you gotta say?)
(What's your response?)


Huh, I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (say what? Say what?)
I'm the toughest, don't you agree?


I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
I'm unbeatable.


I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
Again, I'm the toughest.


I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? say what?)
Still, I'm the toughest.


Get with the uh, roughest, roughest
Get with the toughest.


Get with the uh, toughest, toughest (Rage!)
Get with the unbeatable.


Get with the uh, roughest, roughest (yeah)
Connect with the toughest.


Get with the uh, wickedness, roughest
Get with my tough attitude.


I am the uh, wickedness (Rage)
I am the tough one (Rage).


Yeah, 1-9-9-4
This is 1994 (when the song was released).


The indo blow and the grass grow
People are smoking weed.


Snoop Doggy Dogg, still don't love a ho
Snoop Dogg still doesn't like fake women.


But you gotta give credit where credit is due
You have to acknowledge someone's skills when they're good.


Women, back down and bow down to my motherfuckin' homegirl
Women should step back and respect me, Lady of Rage.


The Lady Of Rage
That's who I am.


She rocks rough and stuff with the afro puffs
I'm tough and cool with my afro hairstyle.


Handcuffed and she busts
Even if I'm restrained, I'll still defy expectations.


And trick biatch, she's guaranteed to tear shit up
And don't mess with me or I'll cause chaos.


You know what I'm sayin'?
Do you understand what I'm saying?




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Delmar Drew Arnaud, Johnny Guitar Watson, Robin Y. Allen

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