Ca**idy - Ma** Appeal lyrics

[Intro] R.I.P Guru, Ca**idy I'm talkin' it back to straight hip hop No more of that watered down music these dudes puttin' out Just straight bars [Hook] X4 n***as know Ca** got the ma** appeal [Verse 1] I ain't tryin' to go broke Cause when your money funny its no joke I want cash to come fast I'm not a slow poke Chief in the dro smoke till I'm weezin' like old folk And I can't breath like my nose broke My flow dope if you don't like then go vote Before ? my flow is so china White like a b**h but I'ma get the vagina For real till my bank account get another comma I'ma grinda thats word to my mama I been a G, so why change my identity I'm sinister, nicer words like a minister And you a miniature version of my mini me If its either him or me? he gonna get it first You a p**y like a b**h givin' birth, get a purse You a battle rapper? (What?) spit a verse Cause I eat a rapper up then sh** a verse [Hook] [Verse 2] Yeah, I been gettin' cash money since a juvenile I got a soap opera face and a movie smile My wife pretty nice titties big booty style We stuck together I'mma love her for ever She so sweet to me she said if you gone be with me Why cheat on me when we can f** em together Thats even better what more could I ask for If I ask I'm sure I could get what ever I ask for With the chick I got I'm straight like 6 o clock But you n***as not you get co*k in your a** boul Dag boul what you mad at Ca** for Cause I know you a h*mo and your a** sore? Wait hold it I'm not h*mophobic But if you gay come out the closet don't close it I only f** women, and everybody knows it You f** men but holdin' it in I'm gone expose it [Hook] [Verse 3] Ayo tryin' rhyme dope as me Is like tryin' to run a marathon with a broken knee See, I been was what you hope to be I'mma dope MC hopefully you recognize it You only live one life don't jeopardize it Livin' the thug life somebody with your blood type Gone have to go to the blood bank and make a direct deposits Cause when you heart beat weak you can't exercise it My life like a movie shoot you fruity dude Don't get your a** beat like fruity loops If its beef to tell you the truth I let the Ruger shoot Ceiling just spinnin' like a hoola hoop I got fans in every continent I'm confident So when you criticize I take it as a complement I play with the heavy metal like a rock event Its common sense I live a life you should document