Chorus: (all together)
Well, here we are,
United just for you.
Our flat-top cuts are new
Because we`re on the move.
Verse 1 (Big Daddy Kane):
Na-na-na now girls step up, the quick ones kept up.
The slow ones need to pep up to keep Big Daddy`s rep up,
`Cause I don`t let up or get up or even set up.
On a a speak freak, I know how to make you shut up.
Gasp your breath as you huff and puff.
The Big Daddy got more than enough good stuff,
`Cause I`m just like secret when it comes to trimin`.
Strong enough for a man but made for women,
So come one, come all, I`m not about bein` picky.
It only takes a hickey to make you want a quickie
>From the cameo haircut man that`s dark and lovely,
Smooth and suave, that`s why girls dream of me,
And not to flaunt, I love a flirt with a skirt
And after a concert, a little neeeaaah don`t hurt,
Just to hear the girls screamin` out wild, G.
You`re not a Jungle Brother, but that`s some Jimbrowski.
I`m like a pimp, see, and iff you tempt me,
I can fill up any girls that`s empty,
Give you somethin` that`s mighy and strong,
But ladies, don`t get me wrong
Because you say that I love `em and leave `em, but no, I please ya
And then catch amnesia,
But the party people can`t be denied,
So I remember those who`s on my side.
(Repeat chorus)
Interlude 1:
Mister Cee cuts and scratches Scoob Lover, my brother.
Verse 2 (Scoob Lover):
The mic goes around like a 40 ounce.
Now, I`m-a take a sip, now it`s time to bounce.
I won`t get tipsy, I don`t drink and talk
And, no, I`m not a hoddlum by the way I walk,
`Cause I`m one hype, one brown-skinned brother.
For those who don`t know me, I`m (who?) Scoob Lover,
A jolly good fellow, flowin` with the mellow.
For all the choice cuties, I`d love to say Hello,
So take away the 3, let`s stick to 1, 2.
Me and you, now here`s a clue what we could do.
It begins with an S and ends with an X.
Hmmm, not the number 6, so guess what`s next,
So girls, don`t barge, don`t blink, be still
`Cause it`s about time for Scoob to get ill.
Remeber you dissed, now you wanna kiss,
Write me fan letters, sayin` that you miss.
There`s only one rap dance, the cool romancer.
If I had a million dollars, I`d try to cure cancer,
But I`m only here to get illey, ha.
Now, I`m drug free and I don`t smoke Phillies,
So come here, shorty, go buy me a 40.
And make sure it`s cold so the crew can get naughty.
(Repeat chorus)
Interlude 2:
Mister Cee cuts and scratches Scrap Lover, my other.
Verse 3 (Scrap Lover):
You get jacked if you ever try to nap
Ona a rap from Scrap because you know there`s no haps.
Now, right from where I left off, to all those who stepped off,
You know you had it comin`, the blame is what you slept off.
?Destruction played a part on roll, here`s so to say.?
You can`t mislead me. Why? `Cause I know the way.
Always gave headahces, never known for heartaches.
Time and effort, huh, that`s what a star takes.
Let me give you a true piece of mind
`Cause this rare species is so hard to find.
I`m custom-made for all the ladies with guts,
A tall box of hair or rather cameo cuts.
Draggin` tattoes is what the girls found,
Two on m chest, one draggin` on the ground.
To all the young ladies that`s clean and legit,
As long as I got a face, you got a place o sit.
No tokens for heart-broken turnstiles,
No remarks or regrets, but I`ll burn while
Those that`s destined to question for a new thing.
Join us in harmony together as we sing.
For all the ladies determined that once was
So jealous, stop searchin` now `cause....
(Repeat chorus)
(Mister Cee cuts and scratches)
Outro (Big Daddy Kane)
You don`t stop, you don`t stop.
You keep on to the break of dawn.
