Passion & Affection

Yo, suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich
Mad FUCKIN wizard in this motherfuckin bitch
Straight to the clit, the point
Poppin major shit, goddamnit it’s the joint
Nobody in the party knows how to use a corkscrew and
All we got is wine, these hoes getting forceful
So bust the fucking bottles on the edge of the counter
And send that first glass right over to Debbie the downer
Her pussy good I gotta hold on to the bed when I pound her
The neck brought me back to life cause I was dead when I found her
Though you're never wakin up, the WZAs a dream
I beat yo ass, and give your baby moms to Kareem
That’s toughhhhh. But like I tell my bitvhes be safe tho
That’s right before I put em on ice so they stay cold
And to the cops who be taking the lives?
When y’all get locked up? Imma fuck ya wives
Madwiz baby, I be a home wrecker
And I be handing out the karma that could pierce your little armor
They say yo what type of shit be on yo mind
I just accelerate my thoughts cause I don’t got much time

Who’s world is this?
The world is yours, to every bitch who tryna drop them draws
Who’s world is this?
The world is mines
Especially Hittin that ass from behind
Who’s world is this
The world is hers
I could tell by the way that it purrs
Who’s world is this?
The world is his
He a thug and a freak Madwiz
Fuck with me

And if I hit it twice, then she stuck with me
Got that pussy locked right down with full custody
I need a bitch with a big truck
So when I’m pushing my luck, I can see my shorty pulling up
Mister wizard you see me behind the trigger
I make memories for niggas, and memories of niggas
Now you want yo money back but there ain’t never no returns
On that cheddar that we earned just to watch y’all burn
Dot hit the spliff and said it’s like taking a shot of vodka
Rothstein hit it my mans started singing opera
Randy hit the blunt and fronted like my shit was floating
Next thing you know he hollin that his lungs closing, but
We one big happy, mother fucking family
God damn G, we renegades who don’t got no plan b
Y’all never heard of this hustler mentataloty
You privileged enough to sit back and collect salary
Some bitches grimey as hell I never need em
I fuck em & flee em, leave em then don’t even perceive em
Even when babygirl thinkin’ she wanna stick around
She just comfortable cause she never frown when I dick her down

I fucked at least one bitch to every prince album
Backs arched, cause from the start there ain’t no slouching
Passion is my favorite drug
So for my babygirl imma always be a thug