Banger, let's go Styles P, Cassidy Full surface, listen It's a rap for y'all Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own blade The chrome raise, put ya
Split chick Gotta split, can't stay That's the way I'm a split chick Thanks a lot Had fun, see you babe Split in two, I'm a split chick Split chick Gotta split
My blood pressure's buildin' My blood pressure's buildin' My blood pressure's buildin' My blood pressure's buildin' It's Cassidy trick It's Cassidy bitch
Chea, Chea Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea Cassidy Who the sickest in the game man? Cassidy Who be flippin all the cain man? Cassidy Who get the
Ladies and gentlemen You are listening to the sounds of Swiss beats We got cassidy in here Kels! We not throwbacks This is for the ladies, we got room
[Announcer] Ladies And Gentleman I'd like to welcome y'all here tonight You all about to witness One of the greatest battle to ever go down in hip-hop
I'm hungry, I'm hungry I'm hungry, I'm hungry I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat My mom gotta eat, lil' brother gotta eat I'm hungry, I'm
Philly im in it get a contact I palm gats n im always ready 4 combat If Cass miss youll snitch like ?Cass did it!? So I aint gonna miss ima split u in
To my supa fly girls, all around the world Shake ya ass in the club, make it twist and twirl Ya so beautiful 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2 (Full surface
1, 2, 1, 2, I need all my real niggaz to stand up All you fake ass niggaz fall back It's a problem, Philly, stand up (What's ya name, dog?) Cassidy (
Shake it I want to see you shake it I ain't gon' fake it I want to see you naked it Girl you got figure make a nigga want to taste it Lay your face on
[Chorus (Cassidy & Female Voice)] [Female Voice:] I'd like to make sweet love to you [Cassidy:] What you say you tryin' to do, huh? [C:] I'll make you
Okay. This joint is knockin' right here I don't even need to write to this joint this easy I'mma just talk to 'em off the top, listen My interpretation
Gyeah, I need to talk to you, okay Can I talk to you? Come on, come on, come on Hey, let me holla at you Come on, come on, come on Yo, stop runnin' from
yo my flow got niggas sick like hiv, see i rhyme and i box like the great ali ,the more rhymes that i got the more cake i see, and every song that im
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy (Hey, what up girl?) Put my glasses on, I?m out the door - I?m gonna hit this city (Let?s go) Before I leave
would fall Oh, Mary Lou, won't you tell me what to do? I got a dollar on the corner and a lazer in my shoe If I don't get an answer, gonna split myself
watches on As mother dismembers her newborn son Dissecting the specimen, split I will explore, the body wide open Uncover carnage within, split wide