Cassidy - Exhibit C lyrics

Call me Cass the hustler
Or Cass the governor
Cass the motherfucker that gets
Cash from customers
Cass be puffin that smoke
Call me Cass the muffler
Cass will cut your throat with the knife
Slice your jugular cass to much for ya'
Cass is a couple of cars
Short from full deck, he'll break your neck
Cass will tussle ya
But won't Michael Buffer ya'
(lets get ready to rumble)
Cass 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 Cass i'll beat your
Ass if I don't fuck with you
Box you and knock you the
Fuck out! Chris Tucker you
You a sucker you do the shit that a sucker do
You a bitch just like your wife
And she a sucker too!
I got my pipe sucked and fucked her too
While she still fuck with you
Your wife is biting my peanut juice
She lick that hole I be peeing through
She said if you don't use your tongue she
Never cum 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 dick
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 bitches
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 it's 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 apron 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 competition 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 niggas to breathe
(Larceny)