Lyrics:
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
the state of Texas
Quick as a Lamborghini, smooth as a Lexus
I guess that makes me the top of the line
Oh, yes, I'm the most prime of all time
'Cause
replaced with a one man
Band or a small Taliban with no body in command
Some don't get it so they hate
They say she's on a paper chase they say she's
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck
And now you duck, duck, goose, I'm letting loose
With the 30-ought freestyle labeled hostile by my
ladies, Brown Louboutin
Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform
Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches
By candle lit, and that's 'cause
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
givin a fuck
Not never im probably the hottest ever
Yes nigga i been on this obsecure level
That niggas can never Matter with
We are not the same as rari
Hanging around in all the right bars
Could have taken this too far
Searching for the latest creep show
New bands are welcome oh know
This one man
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
money like
Split
Everywhere I go yeah I know I see that shit
Tell me what you see
Im rocking one two three
Im rocking one two three
Yes im rocking one two
control?
You notice your style is well original
This man, makin' money
How I know
It wont be no man of me
In my bed I watch TV
I'm drunk by noon
control?
You notice your style is well original
This man, makin' money
How I know
It wont be no man of me
In my bed I watch TV
I'm drunk by noon
you
And I know a real hot spot
I can take you anywhere you want to go
I know a place down by the tracks
Where they got a little jazz band
It's
rubber bands
And if you're with me just show by raising your hand
On God i got things i need to do
A couple people keeping keeping score
I'm always running
out here takin' pictures
Well I'm the freshest nigga on their Instagram
Hashtag making bands, yes I am
Whole lot of money that my BFF
Keep a Glock
get your rest 'cause the next day comin'
Oh yes, and MC's they scared to say sum'tin'
Stop frontin', I'm in the cut just onlookin'
Your get your
TStarz on the beat let's get it
I make power moves
Ye ye
I hold it down I bet high all the time
Cause I make power moves
Ye ye
You know my style I
what to do with her.
Intimidated by her face and her cute figure.
Cause her waist real small and her ass way bigger
Don't she know that if I want
Yes that’s my son
And indeed he’s taken to music
And I’m very proud of that because I wish
I had those kinds of creative skills
The lyrics are
Haha, yeah!
Haha, yee
I don't see nothin' wrong with my behavior
You know
If she just wanna sniff, she just looking for a lift
And if we
Cee)
Now, just to let you know
I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my DJ Mister Cee in the place to be
Also the engineer all-star Marley Marl
always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with five-hundred grand, I
The butcher comin', nigga (yo, uh, come on)
You know how I rock, six figures off ZaZa (uh-huh)
Come and spend at my shop (uh-huh), I turn your hood
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