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Passion (Explicit) - LL Cool J
Lyrics by：JT Smith/Kamaal Fareed/Herbie Hancock
Composed by：JT Smith/Kamaal Fareed/Herbie Hancock
Produced by：Q-Tip
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 3000 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 shining 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 RR
Uh
Passion
Diss tracks can't distract a mack
Too hot to troll I'm so cold
Whether Fahrenheit or Celsius these niggas know
Below zero
Farmers Boulevard superhero
Word to Swizz Beatz we rep like X-Men
Temptation Darkman or Malcolm
Different moods gifted dudes
You picked up on the jewels if you're shrewd
On the first stream had 'em glued
Dominate the new era in my Yankee fitted
Being prodigious with the lyrics brings digits
Told you I was post-modern
Contemporary Queens niggas vibes is Harlem
On the job all day check the resumé going in
For references check Smithsonian
Wild style smooth linoleum
Honey goin' crazy and 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
But 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
Asking where the w**d at
Eliminate the mids when
The speakers 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 this f****
There's food in my pen
You would think I breed pits
Triple entendre I'm stealing on this f****
My jewelry black and yellow like Wiz
If this ain't inspiration what is
On some Creflo Dollar slick
Pop my collar f****
What we came for we gotta get
No boatload of coke but a lot of hits
Passion
All these niggas blue in
The face when I come in the place
Money tracking
You could run a relay race in my safe
Bimmy smiled freckle-faced
When he showed me an eighth
Went legit niggas still
Driving slow in the Wraith
We was bringing cash in
Before the new Kew Motor
Inn sign was flashing
Baby girl is laughing
'Cause my slang is old-fashioned
That's always been your problem
Dennis no passion
