Thug Passion Songtext
von 2Pac

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