California Passion chords and lyrics - ZIMZALA

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[Verse 1]
Al[Em]right, new drink.
One part
Alizé, one part
Cristal.
[Bm]Thug's
Passion, baby.
[D]Y 'all know wha[Em]t time it is.
This drink is guaranteed [Bm]to get the pussy
wet and the dick hard.
Now, if you're [A]with me, [Em]pour a glass or drink with a [Bm]nigga,
you know what mean?
I ain't trying to turn y 'all niggas
into alco[D]holic[Em]s.
I'm just trying [Bm]to turn you into mother
[Em]fucking thug[Bm]s.
So come get [Em]some of this
Thug's
Passion, baby.
Man, I could put like [Bm]they think
would be good till it's relevant
But [D]I'm a straight talker [Em]that'll
roll up a nigga like a 7th
And trip[Bm]pin' over dead presidents,
they got the sterilis
I thought was [C]down with us, I'm [Em]busy,
tryna climb the gators
And it's so evident, stayin' [Bm]forever,
been thinkin'
Drinkin' over a [A]felony, hell [Em]in me in half,
it would be in hell and shit
[Bm]People tellin' me to cool out,
but they ain't feelin' me
[C]A motherfuckin' [Em]fool bout
my fuckin' cheddar cheese
And it pleases [Bm]passion to mind,
thought we huggin' [A]plenty of
G's
An[Em]d laughin' while passin' through times
and all [Bm]these bastards that be watchin'
Just keep it plain, and
I'ma [D]keep it the same
[Em]Ponder just takin' a simple game,
I can blink it [Bm]with rain twinklin'
Diamonds and thangs could [D]plinklin' enough to [Em]hold
me till I'm old and wrinklin'
These adversaries,
they gon' [Bm]have to be worryin'
Cause
I'ma [D]be illin', [Em]ful fillin' my passion
Till I'm buryin' my thug passion
[Bm]it's a bomb
And you [D]got it [Em]goin' on
Give me some of your [Bm]thug passion,
[D]baby[Em]
You got [Bm]me drippin' wet
From the [Em]way you make me sweat
Give me some of your [Bm]thug passion,
[D]baby[Em]
Now what of me?
[Bm]Turned insanity to a robbery
The [Em]prophecy probably subtly switched
how it's supposed to be
And [Am]dirty money [Bm]can't be evil cause it's filling up my tummy,
[D]ruining opposi[Em]tion
Death collision was crucial,
it's the [Am]twist of riches
[Bm]But there's only one way
to make more
So I'm [D]standing on a [Em]corner trying
to hustle in the snow
And my pick [Bm]-up broke,
couldn't hold for the 544
Blast[A]ing a plan,
[Em]hitting button mode with a flow passion
[Bm]Pushing down mass shit, controlled
by the stuff's passion
[A]Not like them [Em]other bosses
supposed to blast shit
I'm askin', [Bm]what happened to them niggas
who kept it real like they [D]claimed to?
[Em]That's what money and fame do,
see, that ain't true
[Bm]Travelin' this world,
my poor soul has been consolidated
With [A]all this bullshit [Em]that I done tolerated
How I made [Am]it can be eas[Bm]ily stated
It's like my heart is really [A]great with the pas
[Em]sion to be the fuckin' greatest
Load up the big shit
Make [Bm]this, spend some high dollar,
gangsta shit
[D]Jack and [Em]stack till we got
enough bank to split
[Bm]Creep with me,
know that I'm mortal flow
Thug [D]passion got you [Em]trendin'
like death on the road
Make [Bm]it move so I can
throw your mind in curve
Well, I'll be [D]blowing up
[Em]the scene like my nigga,
Mr.
Earp
Take [Bm]a two as your heart goes full of rest
I got the [A]boom, [Em]so nigga, fuck the rest
You need a thug to get you [Bm]flowing
like that low -C smoke
Feeling the [D]strokes of the [Em]nine,
squeeze tight and slow
[Bm]I heard it's a bomb,
and you [D]got it [Em]go ing on
Give me some of your [Bm]thug passion,
[D]baby[Em]
You got [Bm]me dripping wet from the
[D]way you [Em]make me sweat
Give me some of your food [Bm]passion,
[D]baby[Em]
They say money [Bm]don't make the man,
but damn I'm makin' money
[D]Observin' you mother[Em]fuckers,
cause some of you bitches funny
Say you [Bm]want it, but you bullshittin'
Lickin' them lips,
you got me [C]bout to act a [Em]fool
Quick, sippin' on some alizé, and
[Bm]Chris stout
Meanwhile, buy me a drink and get
to [D]winkin' at me, [Em]she smiles
A nigga's full of passion,
[Bm]satisfaction is everlasting
Now there's a fear what I'm [Em]askin'
While I'm rockin' on that ass,
why you laughin'?
[Bm]See I'm diggin' as if I'm
Curious, [C]fool
Blown [Em]and furious, baby,
get a grip when I be [Bm]doin' this
It's so physical,
my attraction driven [D]by alco[Em]hol
Beware of my reaction, baby,
I'm on [Bm]the ball
Thugged out on death row,
[D]you better [Em]re cognize the picture
What I said, so, now you can [Bm]feel it
It's a potion for my niggas in [D]motion,
forever [Em]blastin'
Bitches ain't ready for this thug pass
heard [Bm]it's a bomb,
and you [D]got [Em]it goin' on
Give me some of your [Bm]thug passion,
[D]baby[Em]
You got [Bm]me drippin' wet from the
[D]way you make [Em]me sweat
Give me some of your [Am]foot [Bm]passion,
[D]baby[Em]
Oh, I [Bm]heard it's a bomb and
you [D]got [Em]it goin' on
Give me some of your [Bm]foot passion,
[D]baby[Em]
You got me drip[Bm]pin' wet from
the [Em]way you make me sweat
Give me some of your [Bm]foot passion, [D]baby
[Em]Oh, I [Bm]heard it's a bomb
And you [D]got it [Em]goin' on
Give me some of your foot [Bm]passion,
[D]baby[Em]
You got [Bm]me drippin' wet
From the [D]way you make [Em]me sweat
Give me some of your [Am]foot [Bm]passion, [D]baby
[Em]Oh, I heard [Bm]it's a bomb
And you [D]got it go[Em]ing on
Give me some of your [Bm]thug passion,
[D]baby[Em]
You got [Bm]me dripping wet
[Bm]From the way you make [Em]me sweat
Give me some of your [Bm]thug passion, [D]baby
[Em]Oh, oh, oh
[Bm][Em]