Kid Capri – Daddy-o – letras

« Kid Capri, plays beats like this.. » (4X)[Daddy-O]Take tapes; everybody tapesEverybody buyin tapes that the DJ’s makeTwenty bucks a pop and they run non-stopand the jams are hot, to the very last dropPOP POP in your car or your Jeep or whateverSometimes people buy ’em like two and three togetherBut did you ever wonder who’s the best?Or argue with your friends to get it off your chest?Well let me introduce you to Kid CapriHe’s kind of like a favorite to meHe’s got a real dope way, of makin them tapesand I don’t mind myself spendin them papesI pump it in the Volvo that I rideMost times with my girl to the left of my sideIn the city of New York with celebritiesand a cool DJ named Kid Capri!Shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-POW »Kid Capri, plays beats like this.. » (4X)[Daddy-O]I hear a beat movin in a Jeep « Uptown, Uptown »and I guess it’s « Kid Capri » with the big « dope sound »So skip to my loo, rather skip to CapriYou bring the skins and the ride’s on meAnd we can parlay like peas in a podGrin for the girls and give a piece to the GodsThe rest of the pie you can leave for my crewGive a toast to the fools that knewthat if it don’t fit don’t force that flowSo how many times I gotta let you knowthat the Dad got a new way of runnin the show?Just like Shabba Ranks goin, « Bo! Bo! Bo! »Crashin all them doubts that you had befo’And friendly as a food stamp is to the po’Bein all them things that I wants to beand slammin like a tape by Kid Capri – break it down for me!.. Shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-POW »Kid Capri, plays beats like this.. » (4X)[Daddy-O]Whether in Brooklyn, parolin with my peepsor Lower Manhattan, where I shop upon the streetThere’s one thing to say (??) everyone I meetEverybody’s fiendin for a fat funky beatWell here’s a fat beat that’ll rock your socksComin straight from the school that we call hard knockscause it knocks you HARD upside your domeand commands like a law that’s etched in stoneWatch the Dad blow up on the solo tipFeet firm to the ground with the kung-fu gripSharp as a whip might strike your backChoke you up like a Winston straight from the packAnd if it’s them beats that’ll make you illKid Capri got a tape that’ll fit that billAnd once you get hooked you won’t know how to actTradin tapes like baseball cards in stacksLookin for the mix that suits you bestTakin care like the Doc on Empty NestJust remember that the tapes don’t come for freeSo whenever you pay, pay for Kid Capri! »Kid Capri.. » (3X) »Kid Capri, plays beats like this.. » (8X)[Daddy-O]Yo I’d like to give a shout out to all the DJ’s UptownI wanna let y’all know I ain’t forget about youRon G, S&S, Chill Will, Doo Wop.. rock on, to the break of downLovebug Starski..