Tekster:
Big Daddy Kane It S A Big Daddy Thing

it's a Big Daddy thang Big Daddy thing Big Daddy thing Big Daddy thing Big Daddy thing And this one here goes out to my man Mad Money Murph Can't forget Big Sha, Big

' to give me a summons or a ticket Huh, I got a place for them to stick it (Kick it) They can't understand to see a black man Drivin' a car that costs

stand the wound (can't stand the wound) So I put mines in your hands girl And it's all yours my dear But you got to be gentle, cause it's fragile see

it's worth And give the child room, to blossom and bloom Livin large, it's your destiny to consume To take flight and ignite to a brand new height Cause that's

got a master plan" "this is a house that.." {cee} "..built y'all!" Get up! huh! get up! cause it's party time! Clap your hands