Lyrical Breakdown of Thug Passion (ft. Jewell, Outlawz, The Storm) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Aight, new drink

One part Alizé, one part Cristal

Thug 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, knowhatimean?

I ain't tryin' to turn you all niggas into alcohols - alcoholics

I'm just tryin' to turn you into motherfuckin' thugs

Some come and get some of this thug passion, baby

Mayne!, I could pull out the drink and be good until it's relevant

But I'm a straight soldier, I'll roll up a nigga like it's Heaven sent

Trippin' over dead presidents

They got these derelicts

I throw was down with this business, tryin' to clown and get a cent

And so rather, than stand forever

Been thinkin' drinkin' over a felony

And hell of me

And how it will be in hella shit, people tellin' me to cool out

But they ain't feelin' me, a motherfuckin' fool, about

My fuckin' cheddar cheese

And it pleases, passion of mine

Thuggin', huggin' plenty of G's and laughin' while I pass through times

And all these bastards be watchin' just keep it plain

I'ma keep it the same partner, just take it the simple game

I can, pinkle with the rain twinklin'

Diamonds and things go blinkin'

Enough to hold me, 'til I'm, old and wrinklin'

And these adversaries

They gonna have to be worryin'

Cause I'ma be illin', fulfillin' my passion

'Til I'm buryin' 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 ohhhwow!

Now what if me

Turn this Hennessy 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 tryin' to hustle in the snow

And my bigger bro, couldn't know

But buy a .44, blastin' at playa haters wantin' more

With a thug passion

Puttin' down mashin', control by this thug's passion

Unlike them other bustas pistol blastin'

I'm askin', what happened

To the niggas who kept it real like they claim to

That's what money and fame do, see they ain't true

Travelin' this road my poor soul has been consolidated

With all this bullshit that I done tolerated

How I made it, can be easily stated

It's like my hardest bring the grip with the passion, left me to fuckin' greatest

Load up and take shit

Make it to some high dollar gangsta shit

Jack a stack 'til we got enough 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 the 9 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 ohhhwow!

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 bullshittin' Lickin' them lips, you got me about to act a fool quick

Sippin' on some Alizé and Cristal, meanwhile

Buy me a drink and get to winkin' at me, she smiles; a niggas 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 Its' 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 portion for my niggas in motion

Forever blastin', bitches ain't ready for thug passion

I heard it's the bomb

And you got it goin' on

Give me some of your thug passion, baby

Thug passion

You got me drippin' wet

From the way you make me swear

Give me some of your thug passion, baby ohhhwow!

Thug passion

I heard it's the bomb

And you got it goin' on

Give me some of your thug passion, baby

Thug passion

You got me drippin' wet

From the way you make me sweat

Give me some of your thug passion, baby ohhhwow!

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 ohhhwow!

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 ohhhwow!