big daddy kane - big daddy vs. dolemite lyrics
mmm, oh yeah
mmm, mmm, mmm, oh yeah
allow me to introduce myself
as the big daddy kane
a smooth lover from around the way
that’s bound to drive any b-tch insane
well, dolemite is my name
and rappin’ and tappin’ is my game
oh yeah? well, me tell you somethin’
mr. dolemite the sh-t you talkin’ years ago
i could see
but it’s the 90’s now and rap is all about me
listen when it comes down to rappin’
i was through with it before you learned what to do with it
i’m the king so i’m stakin’ my claim
in the rappin’ game
y’know? for all players, i am the speaker
i’m also known as the hot p-ssy seeker
when it comes down to ridin’ up and down in some p-ssy
i make it weaker also it gets a little deeper
i was walkin’ down broadway the other day
an old old lady came my way
she said, “i’ll be glad when you ‘come 18
i’m gonna give you a f-ckin’ like you ain’t never seen”
i said, “lady, why wait for so much time to p-ss?
i’ve been wantin’ to tear up yo’ old gray -ss”
so i pulled out my d-ck it was so shiny it looked like it was painted
the hoe took one look and d-mn near fainted
i stuck it in the b-tch
and the b-tch began to shout
that, oh mr. dolemite
take that motherf-cker out”
well, you ain’t sayin’ nothin’ slick to a can of oil
i walked barefoot from new york to dallas
won for pimp of the year
at the caesar’s palace
made a big snowstorm on the 4th of july
and drunk the waters in the atlantic ocean ’til that sh-t was dry
i was makin’ money before washington was put on a bill
and i kicked jack’s -ss and took his hoe jill
i’m the one who broke the bull’s back
and made people say f-ck mcdonald’s
and call me the big mac
why you long lanky motherf-cker
you ain’t nothin’ but a sucker
i was born in a barrel of butcher knives
shot in the -ss with two colt 45’s
i’ve been slapped by a bear and bit by an eel
i chew up railroad iron, and sh-t out steel
i jumped in the ocean and swallowed a whale
handcuff lightning and throw thunder’s -ss in jail
why you ignorant decrepit motherf-cker
let me tell you somethin
i’m the one that put the m in mackin’
because when you did it you was only actin
i made pimpin’ a full time job
so b-tches wouldn’t have to go out and rob
i made the streets of new york hot as a sauna
and hung a home sweet hoe sign on every corner
yes, i’m the player of all players
and the mack of all macks
give a headache to excedrin’
and knock the sh-t out of ex-lax
why you insecure no business barn junkyard
rat soup eatin’ motherf-cker
it was in the early 1960’s when i originated my pimpin’ game
i was callin’ wh-r-s jives -ss b-tches
and pimps sucker -ss lame
kane, before you can take my reign
you gotta cook me a chicken and a half a day
walk from new york to los angeles and throw the bones away
you gotta be born blind and cannot see
yo’ b-tches have the pocks in the -ss so bad they can’t even pee
ride a bald eagle a million feet in the air
and get out and do the runnin’ man while you up there
have the mumps and the asiatic flu
and the crabs around yo’ -ss start singing the yankee doodle doo
aw f-ck it i give up
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