Big Daddy Kane

Big Daddy Kane - La La Land lyrics

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Any way you choose it, baby, yes I doos it
 Laying it out with swift vocabulary
 I hope you hear me, here comes the Brooklyn theory
 At your service, got you shook and nervous
 Now, what you gonna do when Black Caesar comes to surface
 My purpose is making sure you bless me right
 So I can climb aboard that money train with Wesley Snipes
 Daddy love how I get down ain't no secret
 And every night, my backyard is just like the freaknik
 What you mean from hot sexy mamas to cool prima donna's
 Easy pickings on the chickens got them up in the camp
 It's that old tramp, the one who keep your pum pum's damp
 I see the honeys in the frontier looking for what you want dear
 Yes, there's a lot of game run here.

 Chorus
 All the playas in the game
 Another year
 And ain't a damn thing changed
 We get together and we do our thing
 Repeat

 Verse 2
 On stage at arenas or a show in the park
 I shine so bright my black ass glow in the dark
 If you're ready or not, if you're petty or hot
 Here comes the reign of Kane about to get in your spot
 Your tough talk's monotonous, beware as I be droppin' this
 Lyrical apocalypse all through your metropolis
 Sexual Chocolate the velvet smooth voice
 That be the people's choice and get the girls moist
 No time for timid fear, cause there ain't no limits here
 Got the world in my hands you ain't even found the hemisphere
 It's real scary how rap skills vary bringin' dollar bills near me
 Making dough rise like Pillsbury
 Now get this it's time we start stepping to our business
 I come as living proof so bear witness
 Not to contradict myself but see really
 I'm untouchable but making sure you people feel me

 Chorus


 Verse 3
 I talk that talk from the gutter my game don't stutter
 I can tell you why white milk be making yellow butter
 Some cats, they be shifty, some cats they be iffy
 So I move swiftly, play the field like Ken Griffey
 Because, I be the all mighty, relax like Tai Chi
 Making it irie
 I flow over tracks when the beats are mean
 Girls I go downtown when the streets are clean
 Make it happen all my peoples
 More chips than Doritos I know we all trying to see those
 So I return to give you more again
 Because my name dates back until the game's origin
 See what the fact is, is you need practice
 With girls I just mack this, stick em in just like cactus
 Watch me now, baby it's all right
 I got bunions on my game from it being too tight

 Chorus
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Author: Big Daddy Kane

Composer: ?

Publisher: The Label Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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