Thug Passion (feat. Jewell, Storm & Outlawz)

Alright, new drink One part Alizé, one part Cristal Thugs Passion, baby, y'all know what time it is This drink is guaranteed to get the pussy wet, and the dick hard Now if you with me, pour a glass and drink with a nigga You know what I mean? I ain't tryna turn you all niggas into alcohols, alcoholics, hehehe I'm just tryna turn you into motherfuckin' pearls So come and get some of this Thug Passion, baby, hehe Man, I could peel, like they think would be good 'til it's relevant But I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a nigga, like its Heaven sent Trippin' over dead presidents, they got these derelicts I throw what's down with this business, tryin' clown and get a cent And so rather than stand forever, been thinking Drinking over a felony, and hell of me, and how it will be in hell of shit People tellin' me to cool out, but they ain't feelin' me A motherfuckin' fool 'bout, my fuckin Cheddar cheese And it pleases, passion of mine, thuggin', huggin' plenty of you Gs And laughin' while I pass through times And all these bastards be watchin', just keep it plain' And I'ma keep it the same partner, just take it the simple game I can pinkle with the rain twinklin', diamonds and thangs go blinklin' Enough to hold me til' I'm old and wrinklin' And these adversaries, they gon' have to be worryin' Cause I'ma be illin', fufillin my passion, til' I'm burryin' my thug passion I heard it's the bomb, and you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet, from the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh, oh Now what if me, turn this Hennessey into a robbery? The prophecy probably, suddenly switch, and how it supposed to be? And dirty money can't be evil, 'cause it's fillin' up my tummy Born in a position, death collision was futuristic, twistin' riches But there is only one way to make more So I'm standin' on the corner, tryna hustle in the snow And my bigger bro couldn't know, but buy a four four Blastin' at Playa, hatin', wantin' more with a thug passion Puttin' down mashin', control by this thug's passion Unlike them, other buster's pistol blastin', I'm asking, "What happened?" To 'em niggas who kept it real like they claim to That's when I bang, do see thang true Travelin' this road, my poor soul has been consolidated With all this bullshit that I had done tolerated How I made it can't be easily stated It's like my heart be gripped with the passion to be the fuckin' greatest Load up and take shit Make this to some high dollar gangster shit Jack a stack 'til we got enought bank to split Creep with me through that immortal flow Thug passion got you tremblin' like death on the row Make your move, so I can throw your mind a curve While I'll be blowin' up the scene like my nigga, Mr. Herb Take a toke as your heart goes full arrest I got the bomb, so nigga, fuck the rest You need a dub to get you flowin', and let that loc see smoke Feelin' the strokes of tha nine, squeeze tight and slow I heard it's the bomb, and you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet, from the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh, oh They say money don't make the man, but damn, I'm makin' money Observin' you motherfuckers, 'cause some of you bitches funny Say you want it, but you bullshitin' Lickin' them lips, you got me 'bout to act a fool quick Sippin' on some Alizé and Cristal, meanwhile, buy me a drink And get to winking at me, she smiles, a nigga's full of passion Satisfaction is everlastin', how does it feel? What I'm askin', while I'm rubbin' on that ass, why you laughin'? See, I'm diggin' as if I'm curious, full blown and furious Baby, get a grip, when I be doin' this It's so physical, my attraction driven by alcohol, beware of my reaction Baby, I'm born to ball, thugged out on death row You better recognize, and picture what I said, so Now you can feel it, it's a potion for my niggas in motion Forever blastin', bitches ain't ready for this Thug Passion I heard it's the bomb, and you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet, from the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh, oh I heard it's the bomb, and you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet, from the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh, oh I heard it's the bomb, and you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet, from the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh, oh I heard it's the bomb, and you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet, from the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh, oh