Lyrics:
I would hit it I've fallen already
I wasn't the daddy it wasn't my time
Be rapped up in moments and rapping bout moments where I shoulda died
I think
you my love slave,
She call me daddy,
Don't give no lip,
Unless it's wrapped round dis dick,
And let the others French kiss me,
Swimming in her pool,
Grinding non stop
Give her stellar
See the way
She move that thing
E dey shake
Got me thinking wild?
No be so
Got me kissing this girl
I don't know
Got me
I’m sorry Daddy, but you know we’ve been out here all day & my feet hurt. And we still gotta be out here all night.
Keemy Casanova: Baby you always in
drive?
Suicide doors on the passenger side?
Do the windows roll down? do the doors lift high?
Do the car change colors when that bitch drive by?
I
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
Deal wid di case
Yo bredren beg
Yuh mash up di space
Nuff pumpum
Fill up de place
All body type
Hair color and race
Skank and Groove
Wah dem a go do
just send me da addy
Girl you know you got a fatty I might have to fight yo Daddy
Ima take her out to the ball game but I can't do cappin
Yea my denim
esteem and some Daddy problems
Look, that Patron and them pills will solve 'em
Seeing things, Xanax and Klonopin'
Y'all a bunch of water boys, you need
free Lil TY, hey, hey
Free my daddy, hey, he gon' be alright, hey
Free Gas for like, free my nigga Ike
I got homies in the grave, I got homies doin'
the mentals
First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square
If you went in by yourself, it was a terror
See, I could do that 'cause my crew is kinda
move
I thought we could groove
But you outta tune
Thought you was a mood
I feel your energy but something just aint right
(Just aint right)
I walk by
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
[Intro]
My beat forever
4 Ever My Beat, 4 Ever My Beat (echoes)
4-4-4-4-4 Ever My...
[Daddy-O]
4 Ever My Beat, this beat is mine forever
the people walk in
The vibe stays nice and mellow, everybody fits in
And everybody hey and ho, are gettin they groove on
The record only stops when the lights
Get on up and dance
(funky)
Oh
Feel like I'm down here by myself sometimes
I'm ready to break this groove down
You're ready
So I'ma let
older
(I'm getting older)
If you snooze then you lose
(Snooze then you lose)
Find yourself find a groove
(Find yourself find a groove)
By myself I be
of the shack
Where my daddy said he learned to play
I was hypnotized and mesmerized
By the music of yesterday
Give me that old school
Let's make it right
Round
groove a gut
On gets by when it's kept
Three miles to my step
Forgiveness to the foes is false
I cook goose and serve a plate
Position is opposed
style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club,
style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club,
The DOC- Hey yo Dre (yeah, what's happening?)
Have you ever met this female by
The name of ah Tairrie B?
Dr dre- yeah, yeah, I met her
The DOC-
What the Buck happened to country music?
Just when the whole wide world was starting to get into it
Someone came along and put a hip hop groove right
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