"Passion" lyrics
Bones & Slim Guerilla Lyrics
Passion
Baby, it's your passion
Passion
Baby, it's your passion
It was late when you told me how you felt (how you felt)
Ten blunts in the '81 chevelle
One reason I should stay, you should tell me (yeah)
I hate the saying only time will tell (will tell)
She see the pinky ring glisten when I ash
I click a button and the screen come out the dash
Ride so long like we ride four flats
Not even the reaper know if tonight will be his last
My time is precious, just like my jewelry
Kick you out the car 'fore you ever make a fool of me
Sun roof open, just to see the city lights
Mean off the dope, but I'm nice on the mic, alright
Passion
Whip from the '80, champagne from the '20s
Baby it's your passion
Boujee as a bitch, all hundreds, no twenties
It's the late-come dragon, twenty-four swanging
Cup in my hand, just spilled it on the pavement
Passion
Cup in my hand, just spilled it on the pavement
It's Guerilla man, coming live from the Three
Tell me what you really know about me
It's Guerilla man, coming live from the Three
Tell me what you really know about me
South side player, I'm a north side G
Rilla mane, third coast, bitch I'm live from the Three!
I'm from the city where we swinging, banging, coming down to hole up
Crest down my chain, now she stuck and she froze up
When I step up in the room, don't act like you know us
They true in this game, don't be lying that's our Modus
I'm focused on my passion and my making and my living
You focused on your acting and your legging and your tripping
I'm still (I'm still) so thrilled (so thrilled)
Got a grind G making hundred dollar bills (dollar bills)
And I'm here still riding blue wheels (blue wheels)
Buffet, dark shades, what's the deal?
Don't care about how you feel
A boss play with the finest clothes
It's the passion playing in me, that's the way it goes
Staying true in this life and everybody knows
It's Slim Guerilla, mane, and I'mma keep it though
Passion
Whip from the '80, champagne from the '20s
Baby it's your passion
Boujee as a bitch, all hundreds, no twenties
Passion
Passion
Baby, it's your passion
Passion
Baby, it's your passion
It was late when you told me how you felt (how you felt)
Ten blunts in the '81 chevelle
One reason I should stay, you should tell me (yeah)
I hate the saying only time will tell (will tell)
She see the pinky ring glisten when I ash
I click a button and the screen come out the dash
Ride so long like we ride four flats
Not even the reaper know if tonight will be his last
My time is precious, just like my jewelry
Kick you out the car 'fore you ever make a fool of me
Sun roof open, just to see the city lights
Mean off the dope, but I'm nice on the mic, alright
Passion
Whip from the '80, champagne from the '20s
Baby it's your passion
Boujee as a bitch, all hundreds, no twenties
It's the late-come dragon, twenty-four swanging
Cup in my hand, just spilled it on the pavement
Passion
Cup in my hand, just spilled it on the pavement
It's Guerilla man, coming live from the Three
Tell me what you really know about me
It's Guerilla man, coming live from the Three
Tell me what you really know about me
South side player, I'm a north side G
Rilla mane, third coast, bitch I'm live from the Three!
I'm from the city where we swinging, banging, coming down to hole up
Crest down my chain, now she stuck and she froze up
When I step up in the room, don't act like you know us
They true in this game, don't be lying that's our Modus
I'm focused on my passion and my making and my living
You focused on your acting and your legging and your tripping
I'm still (I'm still) so thrilled (so thrilled)
Got a grind G making hundred dollar bills (dollar bills)
And I'm here still riding blue wheels (blue wheels)
Buffet, dark shades, what's the deal?
Don't care about how you feel
A boss play with the finest clothes
It's the passion playing in me, that's the way it goes
Staying true in this life and everybody knows
It's Slim Guerilla, mane, and I'mma keep it though
Passion
Whip from the '80, champagne from the '20s
Baby it's your passion
Boujee as a bitch, all hundreds, no twenties
Passion
Passion
