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Mmm, oh
Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh

me to introduce myself
As the Big Daddy
A smooth lover around the way
That's to drive any bitch insane

Well, is my name
And rappin' and tappin' is my

Oh yeah? Well, me you somethin'
Mr. the shit you talkin' years ago
I see
But it's the now and rap is all about me

Listen it comes down to rappin'
I was through it before you learned what to do with it
I'm the King so I'm stakin' my
In the game

Y'know? For all players, I am the
I'm known as the hot pussy seeker
When it comes down to ridin' up and in some pussy
I make it weaker also it a little deeper

I was walkin' Broadway the other day
An old old came my way
She said, "I'll be glad you 'come 18
I'm gonna give you a like you ain't never seen"

I said, "Lady, why wait for so much to pass?
I've been wantin' to tear up yo' old ass"
So I pulled out my it was so shiny it looked like it was painted
The hoe one look and damn near fainted

I it in the bitch
And the began to shout
That, oh Mr.
that motherfucker out"

Well, you sayin' nothin' slick to a can of oil
I walked from New York to Dallas
Won for of the Year
At the Palace

a big snowstorm on the 4th of July
And drunk the in the Atlantic Ocean 'til that shit was dry
I was makin' before Washington was put on a bill
And I Jack's ass and took his hoe Jill

I'm the one who broke the back
And people say fuck McDonald's
And ME the Big Mac

Why you long lanky
You ain't but a sucker
I was born in a barrel of knives
Shot in the ass with two colt

been slapped by a bear and bit by an eel
I chew up railroad iron, and out steel
I jumped in the ocean and swallowed a
lightning and throw thunder's ass in jail

Why you decrepit motherfucker
Let me tell you
I'm the one that put the M in
when you did it you was only actin

I made pimpin' a full job
So wouldn't have to go out and rob
I made the streets of New York hot as a
And hung a home sweet hoe on every corner

Yes, I'm the of all players
And the of all macks
Give a headache to
And knock the shit out of

Why you no business barn junkyard
Rat soup eatin'
It was in the early 1960's when I my pimpin' game
I was whores jives ass bitches

And sucker ass lame
Kane, before you can take my
You gotta cook me a chicken and a a day
Walk New York to Los Angeles and throw the bones away

You gotta be born and cannot see
Yo' bitches have the pocks in the ass so bad they can't pee
Ride a eagle a million feet in the air
And get out and do the runnin' man while you up

the mumps and the Asiatic flu
And the crabs yo' ass start singing the Yankee Doodle Doo

Aw it I give up