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Cassidy - Another One I Like Lyrics and Video
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Cassidy
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'Another One I Like' Lyrics - Cassidy
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Yeah, the hustler!
Chorus:
I get a whip to see another one I like
I get a bad bitch to see another one I like
I get an outfit to see another one I like
Shwaty know I gotta go and get another one I like!
Get the other one I like, other, other one I like
Get the other one I like, other one I like!
It's like I got everything I want it in my life
But when I get what I want, I see another one I like!
As a young and now I agonize
Get sad and cry when I realize what I want it I would have to buy
Cause I ain't even had a job
So you know I felt mad to .. I wasn't never satisfied!
I wouldn't say I was ungrateful
I had food on the table, but my income was unstable!
Now I'm a grown man, some people say
That if they could have mind, they would caught off their own hand!
Cause I had the first platinum ringtone, man
And you ain't got enough bar, switch your phone plan!
I understand when they say that you gotta play the cards,
You was dope but I rather deal my own hand!
I'll be stressing a lot and started invested in…
I went shopping with every check that I got!
I'm thankful for this success that I got
But you could never have a lot,
no matter if you're successful or not!
That's how!
Chorus:
I get a whip to see another one I like
I get a bad bitch to see another one I like
I get an outfit to see another one I like
Shwaty know I gotta go and get another one I like!
Get the other one I like, other, other one I like
Get the other one I like, other one I like!
It's like I got everything I want it in my life
But when I get what I want, I see another one I like!
I'm trying to get rich, nigga!
But I don't think you see the big picture!
Even Bill Gates trying to get richer!
The quickest run, trying to get quicker
Thick chicks trying to get thinner
Thinner chicks trying to get thicker!
Why do pretty chicks Photoshop Tweet pictures
And niggas take pills, trying to make their dick bigger
Cause everybody trying to make improvements
I'm the best ever, still trying to get better at making music!
And add another switch! Everybody strike out,
But I will never quit!
I'm swinging at every pitch!
We live in poverty, guess why the niggas play the lottery
Knowing that they probably will never hit!
That shit robbery, see the economy ain't for you
It's made to destroy you psychologically!
That's why people want more than they could possibly deal with
But know some real shit, that's how I got to be!
Chorus:
I get a whip to see another one I like
I get a bad bitch to see another one I like
I get an outfit to see another one I like
Shwaty know I gotta go and get another one I like!
Get the other one I like, other, other one I like
Get the other one I like, other one I like!
It's like I got everything I want it in my life
But when I get what I want, I see another one I like!
I moved out my mom's crib, I had to get a house
But soon as I moved, I was trying to get a bigger house!
I stay low … but if the pigs knew all the things I did,
They would never let me go free (never)!
I'm an old G, and O1, I bought an O2,
but then an 02, I wanted an O3
You know me, I'm trying to make some more cream
Cause in a couple months, I want a 2014!
Chorus:
I get a whip to see another one I like
I get a bad bitch to see another one I like
I get an outfit to see another one I like
Shwaty know I gotta go and get another one I like!
Get the other one I like, other, other one I like
Get the other one I like, other one I like!
It's like I got everything I want it in my life
But when I get what I want, I see another one I like!
That's real talk, man!
No matter what you get in life, you gonna always want more
I mean the brokest niggas wanna get rich
And the richest niggas wanna get richer
You could never be satisfied
Not that you're ungrateful, but you always trying to get more
You always trying to strive for more
So no matter what condition you're in
You gotta learn to live with yourself and be comfortable with life
Or else you will never be satisfied, no matter what level you reach
And that's why I put this song together, man
No matter what you ever get in life
You always gonna need some more!
So the try never stop, you gotta keep hustling, man!
You gotta stay on your motherfucking job!
Yeah, real rap!
Chorus:
I get a whip to see another one I like
I get a bad bitch to see another one I like
I get an outfit to see another one I like
Shwaty know I gotta go and get another one I like!
Get the other one I like, other, other one I like
Get the other one I like, other one I like!
It's like I got everything I want it in my life
But when I get what I want, I see another one I like!
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Monday, January 14, 2013 |
Cassidy - Cheers Lyrics and Video (Ft. Sterling Simms)
Artist
Cassidy,
Sterling Simms
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I’m always hustling I’m always on the block
I’m always making moves and it don’t never stop
I’m never looking back, head up in this game
Cause it never went no one ever knew my name
So put your glass in the air
As a child, I smiled for the cameras
And got the chance to be a star like ted danza
And I got a chance to ball just like the answer
I’m a problem and my album is bananas
I’m a cancer, on point like an antler
Ain’t nothing changed, same shit different pamper
So put your cup in the air and say cheers
I deserve the shine, I been signed for 8 years, yeah
Now everybody love my name
Cassidy the hustler
I’m not the… it’s still the same
I gotta keep on hustling, moving with all this faith
I gotta make this money everyday
Can’t go back to struggling
Now that I got this fame
I’ma make sure people know my name
Cassidy the hustler
I’m always hustling I’m always on the block
I’m always making moves and it don’t never stop
I’m never looking back, head up in this game
Cause it never went no one ever knew my name
So put your glass in the air
Hey yo, I’m a ceo, I’m high powered
But once upon a time I hustled and sold powder
I can’t work the job for 10 dollars an hour
When the damn gallon of gas is 5 dollars
So I be bringing the garlic like why father
I work to make it in the eye of rest take it
See that street money they can’t trace it
That’s why they lock it up, all the trappers that get cake it
Now everybody love my name
Cassidy the hustler
I’m not the… it’s still the same
I gotta keep on hustling, moving with all this faith
I gotta make this money everyday
Can’t go back to struggling
Now that I got this fame
I’ma make sure people know my name
Cassidy the hustler
I’m always hustling I’m always on the block
I’m always making moves and it don’t never stop
I’m never looking back, head up in this game
Cause it never went no one ever knew my name
So put your glass in the air
Yeh, I’m steady hustling to get my bread up
I ain’t go platinum, yet but I kept my head up
I’m fed up, I know that I ain’t eating right
But ain’t a day go by that I can eat
So I can sleep at night
I used to be the dude nobody recognized
Now I hold weight and I ain’t talking bout exercise
I used to sell drugs, my freedom I jeopardize
Now I’m in the booth cooking crack, I ain’t looking back
Now everybody love my name
Cassidy the hustler
I’m not the… it’s still the same
I gotta keep on hustling, moving with all this faith
I gotta make this money everyday
Can’t go back to struggling
Now that I got this fame
I’ma make sure people know my name
Cassidy the hustler
I’m always hustling I’m always on the block
I’m always making moves and it don’t never stop
I’m never looking back, head up in this game
Cause it never went no one ever knew my name
So put your glass in the air.
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Saturday, January 12, 2013 |
Cassidy - Shaq And Penny Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chubby Jag)
Artist
Cassidy,
Chubby Jag
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Y’already know huh
Flyest fat niggas you know
Chubby, Lost and Found, T Dot what happenin’?
Let ‘em know
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
Ok, Chubby Jag on that new shit
Homie true shit, I’m too sick
I’m on point like a tooth pick
If there’s beef you can call me Ruth Chris
Ha, yellow stones with the blue mix
Whole rack for my new kicks
Station wagon my old ho
That new Jag is my new bitch
I’m ridin’ ‘round and get lil brain
Cuz I’m walkin’ ‘round like I’m too flamed
Got me in the leave with a new game
So just fall back, you too lame
My kick game so sick at home
I’m walkin’ ‘round like Liu Kang
It’s my, I spend it
I’m walkin’ ‘round like 2 Chainz
Real nigga you starin’ at
Can’t beat me with no fake look
A thousand hoes wanna fuck subby
They like a nigga, no Facebook
On the taker just one time
So we lookin’ out for the one time
Cold kid, I got dumb lines
I’m eatin’ up like it’s lunch time
Hustle hard like it’s crunch time
My new song, made a theme on it
New strap, got a beam on it
Purple juice, I lean on it
Any nigga wanna say somethin’
You best believe that I’m callin’ out
Getting work off like I’m callin’ out
Shaw and Penny, we ballin’ out
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
Purple lean, I’m juiced up
Purple haze, great good stuff
I’m with this chick that I scooped up
I’m fuckin’ and chuckin’ the dudes up
I’m in the coup with the roof up
Cuz I’m too stuck and my eyes red
Before my bred, I clap gats and that snap back when you guys here
You’d better listen to what I said
When I talk, all ears
I push the rock like Rondo
But shoot shots like Paul Pearce
I’m on my job all year
My diamonds break cuz the rhymes are right
I’m tryna write, I’m kinda short
Spendin’ all my money, I’m buyin’ ‘em high
When I’m on the mike I’m kinda nice
So I’mma blow like dynamite
Her vagina tight, I’m a pimper man
Chicks like me, no Instagram
I’ve been the man, ain’t shit switched
And I get chicks, they lick dick
I’m a twit pick the swallower and show it to all my followers
That’s the way your baller play
Jag shakin’, I’m hard away
Gucci belt and some skinnies on
Polo shirt and some panties on
I’ma spend til the Benji’s gone
Don’t you ever compare me to them
I’m so fly and I’m so high
My eyes lookin’ like Jeremy Lynn
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
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Monday, July 16, 2012 |
Cassidy - Rondo Lyrics and Video
Artist
Cassidy
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I’m ‘bout that, niggas know the motto
You can it cheap homie if you know who I know
‘Bout to make it rain, get your poncho
Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo
Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo
(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo
I’m known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)
Couple racks, nice whip
Blood would droll roll like a night stick
I’m talkin’ shots, I’m talkin’ lando
I’m a star, blue chip
Bangin’ that Rosay, money make you come
Say your head dumb? Well bitch come give me some
Catch me in the club where them bottles pop
My goons packin’ more metal than Robocop
No pat downs, we pass security
So we can be a whole lot of fulerie
I see a bad chick, I’m on the pronto
She’d better be a 9, Rondo
I’m ‘bout that, niggas know the motto
You can it cheap homie if you know who I know
‘Bout to make it rain, get your poncho
Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo
Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo
(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo
I’m known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)
I’m ballin’ like Rondo, I’m on the grind yo
Tryna make a dollar out a nickel and a dime yo
That money on my mind yo, large car smaller than the condo
I put that on my mind yo
If it’s beef I left the 9 blow
Stay with the Heat like Alonso
Change your name to John Doe
I could I could box and I could rhyme so
When I rhyme yo you hear a bunch of punches like the combo
Yo you city cats and I’m here to rob your scary ass
I wear the mask and ask where the cash
If your pockets fat like your hairy ass
I was grindin’ white from line kill pipe to airy abb
You could tell them grindin’ by the yella diamonds
From now on call me canary Cass
Ain’t no bitch with me, plus I got a click with me
And my click strapped, big gats
Big max, Mickey D
In this world you can’t get shit for free
So I get the key and then whip the key
Bag the rock the pass the rock
Nobody got more resist than me
I’m ‘bout that, niggas know the motto
You can it cheap homie if you know who I know
‘Bout to make it rain, get your poncho
Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo
Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo
(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo
I’m known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)
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Monday, July 16, 2012 |
Cassidy - She Off The Hook Lyrics and Video
Artist
Cassidy
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Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
Damn this chick is beautiful but she be actin’ unusual
And I’m a true thug so boo love is somethin’ I refuse to do
I’m through with you cuz who is you?
Boo, I can’t even Google you
You fine as hell but I’m cute as you
I’m just tryna know like a cubical
Every time I dial your number I can’t even get through to you
Bitch, what the fuck did I do to you?
I’m not the dudes that you used to screw
I could never get used to you
And you can do what you choose to do
But you get on my nerves, you’s a bird – hocka doodle doo
Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
A lot of weed and alcohol, I got the drugs then drop the all
I popped ‘er off, took the condom off
She mop me up til my cock was soft
She saw me in the shoppin’ mall
Like where you’ve been, I said knock it off
I hit you up but you ain’t pick it up
Stop actin’ like you never got the call
You off the hook, look why’s you playin’ ‘round?
What? You tryna play me now? Why you actin’ all crazy now?
Remember when I laid you down and you begged me to stay around?
Threaten is somethin’ you can’t do so why you actin’ all brand new?
Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
Telephone man, there’s something wrong with my line
When I dial ‘er number, I get the click every time
I would stop callin’ but she Halle Berry fine
Bobby like a Kardashian. Why the hell she not answerin’?
I’m the man, word is bomb. What’s going on? I don’t understand
Every day I’m with another chick so I guess this chick wants some other man
Fuck it man, I need to put this phone down
Cuz she off the hook, you hear that phone sound
That’s why I’m callin’ her phone now
Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
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Monday, July 16, 2012 |
Cassidy - Goon Music Lyrics and Video (Ft. Fred the Godson)
Artist
Cassidy,
Fred The Godson
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Chorus:
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
As we can tell you all!
Checks from.. is goon music!
Yeah! I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks
I’m living in a golden… in the goon music!
I’mma live it up, and bitches can’t fuck
I’m living the goon life, listen to goon music!
Fuck, what cats feel I’mma make crack ill
Cause I’m living the goon life!
Listen to goon music!
Cops gonna get pilled and cops gonna get killed
I’m living the goon life
Listen to goon music!
It’s goon music
Dope on the spoon music
Cash showing the ass, that bad boom music!
Bananas! It’s pissed to hit you with the hammer
And put a scar on your face…
I’m crying, running through sand like Santa
That’s why my diamonds clear like an iPhone camera
If you don’t like what I’m doing, fuck you, I’m going hustling
Get chicks like I’m trying to pull a growing muscle
I’m on a block knocking …
That’s why I ball like a border took you to pay off!
I got pills you can order, boy!
And I got that order boy
My strip get the Bobby .. touche off
Dog, my dick in my.. I put you bitch face in my lap and get top like a…
I’m a.. cat, so I hit your bitch up and can’t get my dick sucked up on a tiny jet
Chorus:
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
As we can tell you all!
Checks from.. is goon music!
Yeah! I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks
I’m living in a golden… in the goon music!
I’mma live it up, and bitches can’t fuck
I’m living the goon life, listen to goon music!
Fuck, what cats feel I’mma make crack ill
Cause I’m living the goon life!
Listen to goon music!
Cops gonna get pilled and cops gonna get killed
I’m living the goon life
Listen to goon music!
The.. clapping
I turn the… but I sit with that Mac 10
Rapping is just something that I’m good at
Fish scale, well got something you can look at
..your bitch never fucked with your G…
Gina, hopefully you get it
Lou, connect you spoke with me, I’m with it!
Get it? I got the flow of an old timer
I forgot you I was nice, all…
No cold sign, Cassidy said goon music…
I want no drama!
I think grace… to your…
No paper bill, when it’s showtime I see the max
Whoever you… I’mma send them back
Whether is rapping or clapping, no I agree with that!
Chorus:
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
..we track from June to June, is goon music!
Yeah! I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks
I’m living in a golden… in the goon music!
I’mma live it up, and bitches can’t fuck
I’m living the goon life, listen to goon music!
Fuck, how cats feel I’mma make crack ill
Cause I’m living the goon life!
Listen to goon music!
Cops gonna get pilled and cops gonna get killed
I’m living the goon life
Listen to goon music!
It’s right, nobody buys nicest cast
So the radio should be bumping my ass like a dipper ash.
I’m sipping liquor, would you like a glass?
I’m about to light a bag of fire, and get high in the price of gas.
..good, but the price is bad
I’m.. like the bitch in the.. typing fast.
I like that exit, life is fast
And you lead a fast life, how long you think your life will last?
Grab a knife, stab, stab! Slice your ass
Fuck a fighter, a knife who’ll cut your motherfucking life in half!
I want one, you’re fucking with the wrong one
I’m sure, but I got a long dick in the long gun
I’m with this chick that got a long tongue
The bitch thin, but give it in, until the fat lady….
This shit crack, you gonna be high on the song
The problem if Fred The Godson get the…
Chorus:
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
Right here!
We’re all the goons that listen to goon music
..we track from June to June, is goon music!
Yeah! I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks
I’m living in a golden… in the goon music!
I’mma live it up, and bitches can’t fuck
I’m living the goon life, listen to goon music!
Fuck, how cats feel I’mma make crack ill
Cause I’m living the goon life!
Listen to goon music!
Cops gonna get pilled and cops gonna get killed
I’m living the goon life
Listen to goon music!
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Saturday, July 14, 2012 |
Cassidy - Cashin Out Lyrics and Video (Ft. Jag)
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let’s go!
hook:
got a dozen grimps so i round round with my jopper
keep the dutch full of gush can’t keep a cuff full of rocka
my .. got more snicks enough for locka
and every day i ..my face and ..
got a kilo on my wrist bitch i’m cashin out
got a kilo on my neck yeah i’m cashin out
got a dozen grimps so i round round with my jopper
keep the dutch full of gush can’t keep a cuff full of rocka
i’m high that’s why i’ll be in my zone
dreams of that dream daddy i’ll be getting stone
this chicks it in, daddy why you never call my phone
don’t you kids got a damn daddy bitch em alone
i’m not tryin hit your problems i got problems of my own
like necessarily so rockin make some molly with patron
if you f*ck the first night and i might probably take you home
and if you swallow in the pipe and you can probably get alone
you could owe me but you gotta blue me like a saxophone
’cause you wasn’t with me rappin on that microphone bitch
you need a lot but you don’t think a lot ’cause you drink a lot
and smoke weed a lot
but i can tell you don’t read a lot
’cause you’re talking stupid you need to stop
yeah call em when you need to cop
and now call you when you need to pop
you need to pop so i need to cheeck
don’t need shit she just need the dick
the weed get .. till i’m passing out
but you about to put the classic out
i get the cash then i’m cashing out
[hook:]
..i’ma still got the hit
i’ma pill it if you .. still thinking .. still watch
chilling if i’m ..if he’s looking
..thought ..keep it real
shawty pocket ..we roll we might hole up
hole hole up ’cause this bitches ..they know us
they lean on me they call up
they stay around ’cause we poll up
i’m turnt up i’m so ..
’cause we..like ..
see lose lose ..like bruise bruise
’cause we rackon we cashed out
[hook:]
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Saturday, April 28, 2012 |
Cassidy - Money Money (Ft. Styles P) Lyrics and Video
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money, money, money, money
the price extra low
money, money, money, money
this is moving extra slow
money, money, money, money
so i’m about to let you know
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
first it was hard to rob a bank
but easy to rob a bull
making the withdraw
as soon as he come outside the bank
what people do for the money
it leave you traumatized
little dudes still in middle school committing homicide
instead of rumble they a blast gas
instead of struggle they arrive behind the bundle when they ass crash
chicks are stripping
get their ass smacked
do splits
do tricks
on the pole
and make the ass clap
cats bag crack
your dad checks in cash that
risk having the feds on him
just to have some bread on him
it ain’t no telling
what the felon did
instead of jail
niggers would tell the pigs
on their own relatives
real rack
grind work
got my mind worked
i sell coke to a smoker
that stole the money out the mom’s purse
before i go broke
i commit a crime first
to get a dollar
you do what you got to do
money
…
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
niggers would kill their own men
just to get the …
to get the paper for the porsche
and go skip them with that
bitches will suck the whole thing
for a do bag
look at the elders in the hood
yea, they all sad
look at the young one in the hood
yea, they all mad
i’m looking for a spot
take a g off that
you’ll come around here front
nigger we off that
they kill broad day
for some bullshit change
niggers that get it in for a bullshit chain
tired of the clothes with the bullshit stains
niggers a put a bullet in you bullshit brain
dope heads running for the h and they chain
selling the kids shit
and whatever for the pain
i know what a student
would they want cocaine
under the black cloud
but we all seen the change
the demons that chase you
for a green piece of paper
money, money, money, money
the price extra low
money, money, money, money
this is moving extra slow
money, money, money, money
so i’m about to let you know
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
the weighing
the rocks
those things lean off doo
get the green
get the m16 to you tooth
the cream
get the triple beam for the coop
for nightmare
you had bad dreams when you grew
i keep a raisin and a laser beam on the toast
making a murder scene
and your spleen can get poof
niggers that take your life for some green
they get smoked for
a little bit of purple
my low niggers will murk you
six feet dirt shit
pawn box turn shit
then kill your brothers
and your mother that burped you
my life’s like a movie
no commercials
that’s why a line i rhyme is controversial
yea, to get that chick
the niggers will try to earth you
you going to need that bitch in the hospital
to nurse you
time’s money
they say patience is a virtue
but to get the dollar
you do what you got to do
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
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Sunday, January 22, 2012 |
Cassidy - Guess Who's Back Lyrics and Video
Artist
Cassidy
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where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers at
i’m back in my bag now, ah
i was chilling in the cut, but that cut got a scab now
i get so much cash now, i send my girl to the louie store
with 50 grand in her louie bag now
you and your man going half on a half pound
if you not a stand up nigger, sit your ass down
that chick you cuffing i’m fucking i know you mad now
she just licked the dick and you probably kissing her ass now
i’m with jag in the glass top jag now
and you ain’t got enough money to catch a cab now
i’m the hussler ask around
i wear so much ice, if it melt
it’d probably make my ass drown
i dropped out the …but graduated from the school of hard knox
you a class clown, nobody sound how a cat sound
that’s why i had to come back, cause cats is spitting trash now
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers at
i’m back on my bullshit, i’m not a matador
but the bull strip, popping like a bull whip
4 5 with the full clip on the bull whip
and i got my knife, you might get your jugular slit
the bull reach, that’s why whores on a bull’s dick
i make a whore strip…
i’m trying to buy some more whips
that’s why i’m trying to buy more bricks and more pounds of that raw piff
every ball raw… and go bunkers like the born swiss
… better than before shit
the game was missing my presence,
i just caught the whip topless like the bitches imperfections,
i be running the strip reckless
that’s why i love that white girl
more than them bitches i’m having sex with
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers at.
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Thursday, November 17, 2011 |
"Think About Me" Lyrics - Git Fresh (Ft. Cassidy)
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She’s staring at the mirror .. my hands all over her
Oh oh oh oh oh
She pip in the shower wishing I was there with her
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I .. fantasy when I come around
She don’t nobody else has to come and put it down
Down, down, down by me
There can only be one.
She don’t wanna sing ...
She know I’ma get it up like wow, wow, wow
That’s me, there can only be one
And that’s my ..
Chorus:
...
I know who you’re thinking about
Touching your hair,
I know who you’re thinking about
Me, me, thinking about me, me, me
And I’ve been .., I know you’ve thinking about me.
When you’re playing with you toy
I know who you’re thinking about
You’ve been trying to front, front,
I know who you’re thinking about
Me, me, thinking about me, me, me
I know you’ve thinking about me.
I was told you ain’t got it nice
And till you got a wife
But you know I’ma ball a cause
I’m never gonna fall in love
..damn lie, ladies put your hands high
Ain’t man to try to get a .. man to stand by
Put the .. emotions can make a man cry
But my wife the tears and just stay ...
Who b*tch you dare .. who did you care for,
That’s got to act, to prove that you got respect
Prove that you’re not .., don’t creep the whole around
Holding down, ‘cause you know what comes around
Goes around, and I’m older now .. may sound kind of weird
And I’ma damn ..
I .. fantasy when I come around
She don’t nobody else has to come and put it down
Down, down, down by me
There can only be one.
She don’t wanna sing ...
She know I’ma get it up like wow, wow, wow
That’s me, there can only be one
And that’s my ..
Chorus:
...
I know who you’re thinking about
Touching your hair,
I know who you’re thinking about
Me, me, thinking about me, me, me
And I’ve been .., I know you’ve thinking about me.
When you’re playing with you toy
I know who you’re thinking about
You’ve been trying to front, front,
I know who you’re thinking about
Me, me, thinking about me, me, me
I know you’ve thinking about me.
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Wednesday, March 02, 2011 |
Cassidy - High Off Life (Ft. Junior Reid) Lyrics and Video
Artist
Cassidy,
Junior Reid
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Everyday everyday everyday
Off the life
I get high
So high
That I can kiss the sky
Heads in the clouds
But I don’t know why
But you can tell by the look in my eyes
You don’t wanna party
When you’re around me
I’m a drug dealer
And a killer like ..
I can’t go upstate
I do time in a county
But the federal police surrounds me
Chorus
I’m driving my JT Bentley
Put your baby mama .. Monica Lewensky
She’ve seen a president she’d jump in their …
.. you can see she’s on my dick evidently
She said oh no I’m not a hore but you can .. me
I’m like .. baby father .. like a century
He’d be drawing me like Leonardo DaVinci
I always drink until my glass’s empty
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Smoke too much weed that I got a bad memory
It’s a lot of jealousy and envy
But it’s all good
I got the neighborhood and my friends
Chorus
You don’t wanna test me
You can get snipe like …
Shuts pop like Pepsi
You better respect me
I’ll kick your ass like ..
Put you on ice like ..
Turn you into a ghost like ..
None of you folks gonna impress me
.. but it’s sexy
Email attacks me
Call on my phone
They try to catch me
They blow me like dizzy
…
They’re addicted to my dick
So all the chicks stress me like
I’m vitamin acid

Tuesday, November 16, 2010 |
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