Brother, Brother
Mmhmm
Right, right
What do we have here?
This a collaboration
Of the Big Daddy Kane
And the Little Daddy Shane
We're gonna send this out to
All the brothers, and sisters around the universe
This a tune
A tune about unity
And peace amongst each other
And we're gonna have some fun, peep this
The B to the I to the G
To the D to the A to the D to the D to the Y
To the K to the A to the N to the E
The smooth operator's in the place to be
The L to the I to the L
To the D to the A to the D to the D to the Y
To the S to the H to the A-N-E
The Little Daddy Shane for the world to see
Ricky-ticky-tempo, no surrembo
Italian men, call their girls a bimbo
Puerto Rican men call their girls muchacha
Ask me how I know, cause I'm a girl watcher
Now I must admit I'm a sensitive guy
'Cause I cried on Cooley High when Cochise died
But then again at times I may be a mean fellow
'Cause I didn't give a damn about the dog Old Yeller
But I love my brother (and I love him back)
I wish people of the world could be like that
So shake, shake ya'll (shake ya'll)
Shake ya'll (shake ya'll)
And bust a move we make ya'll!
Brother, brother
Help each other
Brother, brother
Help each other
I'm not Don Pardo, or Guy Lombardo
I love Lucy but I'm not Ricky Ricardo
I'm just a Teen Titan, that doesn't mean fightin'
Against any sucker MC that's seen bitin'
I been through different world's, gave them all a try
Kadeem is my man but Jasmine's not my guy
I wonder if the Kane ever dawns on Lewis
It's a sin to be bad but somebody's gotta do it
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust (uh-huh)
I can make a nun feel the need for lust (true)
I can make a new car start to rust (uh-huh)
And outrun the dog on the Greyhound bus
For an MC to try to battle me freestylin'
His mind must be somewhere in Fantasy Island
But I guarantee that by the time I'm through
I make him feel about the size of the midget tattoo
'Cause I love my brother (and I love him back)
And more people of the world should be like that
So swing, swing ya'll (swing ya'll)
Swing ya'll (swing ya'll)
Check out how we do our thing ya'll!
Brother, brother
Help each other
Brother, brother
Help each other
Rhymes that I write generate much juice
Not like Dr. Seuss or even mother goose
They said I was a child but then I hit 'em hard
Yeah it's good to send a boy to do a man's job
Well I'm the Biggest Daddy of the Mack's and dons
I keep a fleet of women, probably one of them's your moms
A voice so choice that my lips should be bronze
You got ta give me thumbs up just like the Fonz
Well I'm a new jack from the new school, too cool
But some of the times I got bizarre (word?)
And grab the microphone and catch a spell from Melle Mel
And start to yell
BrrrrrAHHH!
While I'm up on stage I feel that it's my duty
To do somethin' fly, to make you shake your booty
Because I add the flavor just like an onion
The type of guy that grows on ya, just like a Bunyan
But I love you Shane (and I love you Kane)
That's somethin' that the whole world needs to gain
So love, love ya'll (love ya'll)
Love ya'll (love ya'll)
Just a little bit of love ya'll!
Peace!
Right, right
What do we have here?
This a collaboration
Of the Big Daddy Kane
And the Little Daddy Shane
We're gonna send this out to
All the brothers, and sisters around the universe
This a tune
A tune about unity
And peace amongst each other
And we're gonna have some fun, peep this
The B to the I to the G
To the D to the A to the D to the D to the Y
To the K to the A to the N to the E
The smooth operator's in the place to be
The L to the I to the L
To the D to the A to the D to the D to the Y
To the S to the H to the A-N-E
The Little Daddy Shane for the world to see
Ricky-ticky-tempo, no surrembo
Italian men, call their girls a bimbo
Puerto Rican men call their girls muchacha
Ask me how I know, cause I'm a girl watcher
Now I must admit I'm a sensitive guy
'Cause I cried on Cooley High when Cochise died
But then again at times I may be a mean fellow
'Cause I didn't give a damn about the dog Old Yeller
But I love my brother (and I love him back)
I wish people of the world could be like that
So shake, shake ya'll (shake ya'll)
Shake ya'll (shake ya'll)
And bust a move we make ya'll!
Brother, brother
Help each other
Brother, brother
Help each other
I'm not Don Pardo, or Guy Lombardo
I love Lucy but I'm not Ricky Ricardo
I'm just a Teen Titan, that doesn't mean fightin'
Against any sucker MC that's seen bitin'
I been through different world's, gave them all a try
Kadeem is my man but Jasmine's not my guy
I wonder if the Kane ever dawns on Lewis
It's a sin to be bad but somebody's gotta do it
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust (uh-huh)
I can make a nun feel the need for lust (true)
I can make a new car start to rust (uh-huh)
And outrun the dog on the Greyhound bus
For an MC to try to battle me freestylin'
His mind must be somewhere in Fantasy Island
But I guarantee that by the time I'm through
I make him feel about the size of the midget tattoo
'Cause I love my brother (and I love him back)
And more people of the world should be like that
So swing, swing ya'll (swing ya'll)
Swing ya'll (swing ya'll)
Check out how we do our thing ya'll!
Brother, brother
Help each other
Brother, brother
Help each other
Rhymes that I write generate much juice
Not like Dr. Seuss or even mother goose
They said I was a child but then I hit 'em hard
Yeah it's good to send a boy to do a man's job
Well I'm the Biggest Daddy of the Mack's and dons
I keep a fleet of women, probably one of them's your moms
A voice so choice that my lips should be bronze
You got ta give me thumbs up just like the Fonz
Well I'm a new jack from the new school, too cool
But some of the times I got bizarre (word?)
And grab the microphone and catch a spell from Melle Mel
And start to yell
BrrrrrAHHH!
While I'm up on stage I feel that it's my duty
To do somethin' fly, to make you shake your booty
Because I add the flavor just like an onion
The type of guy that grows on ya, just like a Bunyan
But I love you Shane (and I love you Kane)
That's somethin' that the whole world needs to gain
So love, love ya'll (love ya'll)
Love ya'll (love ya'll)
Just a little bit of love ya'll!
Peace!
Credits
Writer(s): Antonio (big Daddy Kane) Hardy, Smead Hudman, Austin Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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