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Cassidy

Guess Who's Back?

 

Guess Who's Back?


[Chorus]
Where the hustlas? Where the hustlas at?
All the cats that trap where the fuck you at?
I've been missing for a minute, but the hustla back
And if you hustle you should fuck with that
Where the hustla? where the hustla a?
All the cats that trap where the fuck you at?
I've been missing for a minute, put the hustla back
And if you hustle you should fuck with that
Where the hustlas at?

[Verse 1]
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 nigga, 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 hustla ask around
I wear so much ice, if it melt
It'd probably make my ass drown
I dropped out to sell hard rock but graduated from the school of hard knocks
You a class clown, nobody sound how a cat sound
That's why I had to come back, cause cats is spitting trash now

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
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 hip
And I got my knife, you might get your jugular split
The bull rich, that's why whores on a bull's dick
I make a whore strip, I fuck her then let me balls hit
I'm tryna buy some more whips
That's why I'm trying to buy more bricks and more pounds of that raw piff
Every ball raw coming out the bull lips
The bull get on beats and and go bunkers like the boy Swizz
The bull and Swizz back together making more hits
The huslta back on some better than before shit
The game was missing my presence,
I just copped 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

[Chorus]

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