paroles de chanson Passion - LL Cool J

Passion, passion, passion, passion
Passion, passion, passion, passion
Passion, passion, passion, passion
Passion, passion, passion, passion

Y'all need a new team like a girl with a BBL need new jeans
It's in my DNA to let 'em play in the enclave
Percolate while songs play
Andre the Giant, three thousand ways, make 'em obey
I'm seasoned with it, floor seats, who need ticket?
Time's up, get your signs and pickets
Wanna see me in the desert, but your man's liquid
Sun shinin', old diamonds, new blue face starin'
At my pocket lining 'cause I put the time in
Freak of nature with the bars, broken English got me foreign cars
Rolls-Royce for some R&R, uh (Passion)

Diss tracks can't distract the mack
Too hot to troll, I'm so cold
Whether Fahrenheit or Celsius, niggas'll get no
Below zero, Farmers Boulevard superhero
Word to Swizz Beatz, we rep like X-Men
Temptations, Darkman, I'm Malcolm, different moves
Gifted dudes, you pick up on the jewels
If you're shrewd, on the first stream, had 'em floozed
Dominate the new era in my Yankee fitted
Bein' prodigious with the lyrics brings digits
Told you I was postmodern, contemporary Queens
Vibes is Harlem, on the job all day
Check the resume, goin' in for references, check Smithsonian
Wild style, smooth linoleum, honey goin' crazy in my key
Open legs like custodians (Passion, passion)
We can make money or make excuses
Better be easy, I'm ruthless
Hella paper tigers, all toothless
Tony Montana blueprint is useless
Some people ignore facts
I love Scarface, but that nigga with the chainsaw fell on the mat
We just act like we don't see that, askin' where the weed at
Eliminate the mids when the speaker's givin' feedback
That's based on my rep, you in trouble if you step, believe that
Flash gold Rollies on niggas that don't know me
They know what time it is, better watch your six
Grandpops was a mason, my homie moved the bricks
Solid as a tutor, I teach 'em to hit licks
I'm a dog with the shits
There's food in my pen, you would think I breed pits
Triple entendre, I'm stealin' on this shit
My jewelry black and yellow like Wiz
If this ain't inspiration, what is?
On some Creflo Dollar slick, pop my collar shit
What we came for, we gotta get
No boatload of coke, but a lotta hits (Passion)

All these hoes blue in the face when I come in the place
Money trackin', you could run a relay race in my safe
Made me smile, perked the face when he showed me an eighth
Went legit, still drivin' slow in the Wraith
We was bringin' cash in
Before the new Q, the motor inside was flashin'
Baby girl is laughin' 'cause my slang is old-fashioned
That's always been your problem, Dennis, no passion