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cassidy - exhibit c lyrics

call me c-ss the hustler, or c-ss the governor
c-ss the motherf-cker that gets cash from customers
c-ss be puffin that smoke, call me c-ss the m-ffler
c-ss will cut your throat with the knife, slice your jugular
c-ss to much for ya’
c-ss is a couple of cars short from full deck, he’ll break your neck
c-ss will tussle ya, but won’t michael buffer ya’
(lets get ready to rumble), c-ss snuffing ya’
it’s nothing to put up my hands and straight knuckle you, i’ll ride out like a trucker do
you too weak for c-ss i’ll beat your -ss if i don’t f-ck with you
box you and knock you the f-ck out! chris tucker you
you a sucker you do the sh-t that a sucker do
you a b-tch just like your wife and she a sucker too!
i got my pipe sucked and f-cked her too
while she still f-ck with you, your wife is biting my peanut juice
she l!ck that hole i be peeing through
she said if you don’t use your tongue she never c-m when she sleep with you
she keep staring at me like the mona lisa do
she said she wanna go home and do what grown people do
“i cheat with you cause my man can’t compete with you
you look better got a bigger d-ck and you eat it too”
true, i should be sleeping in a freaking zoo
this an animal you speaking too, i’ll ether you
you can get burned fast like a joint of reefer do, what you make in a year i make in like a week or two
i stay fresh like kids on easter do, that’s why i get more b-tches than queen latifah do
pounds of weed i used to keep a few, i made deliveries and made cheese like dominoes pizza do
please, you say you touch keys like alicia do, but only grab four and a half, we don’t believe its true
i get franklins like aretha do, you be out on the strip just to keep your outfit and your sneakers new
[?] called me today and said what you waiting on? swiss sent me a twit said what you waiting on?
swiss without you they said i couldn’t make a song, that’s why i’m in the booth with a chef hat and an apr-n on
even though i go hard like a park bench, i’m still fly like clark kent when his cape is on!
i’m the rapper that every rapper is hating on, cause i do it big like biz when he did the vapor song
melo hit me every hour on the dot like “when you gonna drop that mixtape? you taking long”
every time i turn the radio station on, all i hear is nonsense no lyrical content
i’m saving hip-hop go online and read the comments, i know it ain’t my job to save it but i feel obligated
listen my compet-tion getting abominated, and the top spot spot is getting confiscated
it ain’t complicated, ya’ll ain’t ready for this pressure we about to apply
(ya’ll ain’t ready), we making hard for you rap n-ggas to breathe, (larceny,)

- cassidy lyrics

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