Ooh, Aah, Nah-Nah-Nah Lyrics
| Song | Ooh, Aah, Nah-Nah-Nah |
| Artist | Big Daddy Kane |
| Album | Prince of Darkness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Big Daddy Kane | |
| Enquiring minds wanna know, did the champ retire | |
| So here I am, boomin like an amplifier | |
| I clear my throat, then I float like a boat | |
| Note for note, what I wrote you can't quote or even tote | |
| Raps are too heavy, sharp like a machete | |
| Pass the microphone, cause Kane is all ready | |
| Grippin to play the part to prove that I'm in command | |
| The Biggest Daddy of em all, and oh, Kane stands for | |
| King Asiatic, Nobody's Equal | |
| or Non-Equivalent, or Natural Ebony | |
| or Now Effective, or Never Ever | |
| Pick your definition and put it together | |
| Cause it still comes out tastin like chocolate | |
| With the finesse MC's never got with | |
| Cause none of them want me to touch the mic first | |
| They know that it only takes Kane one verse | |
| So here's the microphone, show me what you can do | |
| And uhh *yawning* wake me up when you're through | |
| Just so I can go and flow and throw a blow | |
| to show a pro and let em all know | |
| that any MC tryin to be this lyrical | |
| should go ask Smokey Robinson for a Miracle | |
| I wouldn't let a rapper go one round | |
| I'm knockin them down, just like Jim Brown | |
| So Mister Cee, let the music play | |
| And here's what I want y'all to say | |
| Ooh! (c'mon) Aah! (c'mon) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana (c'mon like you should) | |
| Ooh! (c'mon) Aah! (c'mon) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana (uhh!) | |
| Ooh! (oooh) Aah! (aaah) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana (sing that song!) | |
| Ooh! (c'mon) Aah! (c'mon) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana | |
| Here's a rap avalanche, MC's travel and | |
| run run for shelter, cause they don't have a chance | |
| Any MC caught talkin out of turn | |
| I straighten em out just like a perm | |
| Now let's take a second, just to recollect it | |
| Give a little shout to the rappers that's out | |
| Like all the East coast, MC's of today | |
| From Run-D.M.C. on down to Kid'n'Play | |
| The ladies like Salt-N-Pepa to Latifah | |
| who showed the power of a woman and me a believer | |
| Now backtrack with the musical jewel | |
| And say peace to the old school | |
| And all praises due to the L.A. crew | |
| You put your state on the map and kept bringin rap through | |
| I can't forget the brothers that's down in Miami | |
| You're still 2 Live if you never get a Grammy | |
| Cause personally I feel who really needs that stuff | |
| If you ask me, it's just a bunch of makeup | |
| There's a lot of caucasian kids that don't even know me | |
| Cause every Billy and Joey is another David Bowie | |
| I guess I used the wrong tools in my rhymes | |
| * "Superfreak" * Cause when I nailed my clock, it didn't say Hammer Time | |
| That's not a diss to my Oaktown friend | |
| Just tellin you how it is in the musical biz | |
| Cause I make sure that every rapper in the industry | |
| becomes a friend of me | |
| And Mister Cee, let the music play | |
| And here's what I want y'all to say | |
| Ooh! (oooh) Aah! (aaah) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana (nanana) | |
| Ooh! (c'mon) Aah! (c'mon) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana (c'mon won'tcha c'mon) | |
| Ooh! (ohhh) Aah! (uhhh) | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana (sing that song!) | |
| Ooh! Aah! | |
| Nah-Nah-Nah, Nana |
| zuo ci : Big Daddy Kane | |
| Enquiring minds wanna know, did the champ retire | |
| So here I am, boomin like an amplifier | |
| I clear my throat, then I float like a boat | |
| Note for note, what I wrote you can' t quote or even tote | |
| Raps are too heavy, sharp like a machete | |
| Pass the microphone, cause Kane is all ready | |
| Grippin to play the part to prove that I' m in command | |
| The Biggest Daddy of em all, and oh, Kane stands for | |
| King Asiatic, Nobody' s Equal | |
| or NonEquivalent, or Natural Ebony | |
| or Now Effective, or Never Ever | |
| Pick your definition and put it together | |
| Cause it still comes out tastin like chocolate | |
| With the finesse MC' s never got with | |
| Cause none of them want me to touch the mic first | |
| They know that it only takes Kane one verse | |
| So here' s the microphone, show me what you can do | |
| And uhh yawning wake me up when you' re through | |
| Just so I can go and flow and throw a blow | |
| to show a pro and let em all know | |
| that any MC tryin to be this lyrical | |
| should go ask Smokey Robinson for a Miracle | |
| I wouldn' t let a rapper go one round | |
| I' m knockin them down, just like Jim Brown | |
| So Mister Cee, let the music play | |
| And here' s what I want y' all to say | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana c' mon like you should | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana uhh! | |
| Ooh! oooh Aah! aaah | |
| NahNahNah, Nana sing that song! | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana | |
| Here' s a rap avalanche, MC' s travel and | |
| run run for shelter, cause they don' t have a chance | |
| Any MC caught talkin out of turn | |
| I straighten em out just like a perm | |
| Now let' s take a second, just to recollect it | |
| Give a little shout to the rappers that' s out | |
| Like all the East coast, MC' s of today | |
| From RunD. M. C. on down to Kid' n' Play | |
| The ladies like SaltNPepa to Latifah | |
| who showed the power of a woman and me a believer | |
| Now backtrack with the musical jewel | |
| And say peace to the old school | |
| And all praises due to the L. A. crew | |
| You put your state on the map and kept bringin rap through | |
| I can' t forget the brothers that' s down in Miami | |
| You' re still 2 Live if you never get a Grammy | |
| Cause personally I feel who really needs that stuff | |
| If you ask me, it' s just a bunch of makeup | |
| There' s a lot of caucasian kids that don' t even know me | |
| Cause every Billy and Joey is another David Bowie | |
| I guess I used the wrong tools in my rhymes | |
| " Superfreak" Cause when I nailed my clock, it didn' t say Hammer Time | |
| That' s not a diss to my Oaktown friend | |
| Just tellin you how it is in the musical biz | |
| Cause I make sure that every rapper in the industry | |
| becomes a friend of me | |
| And Mister Cee, let the music play | |
| And here' s what I want y' all to say | |
| Ooh! oooh Aah! aaah | |
| NahNahNah, Nana nanana | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana c' mon won' tcha c' mon | |
| Ooh! ohhh Aah! uhhh | |
| NahNahNah, Nana sing that song! | |
| Ooh! Aah! | |
| NahNahNah, Nana |
| zuò cí : Big Daddy Kane | |
| Enquiring minds wanna know, did the champ retire | |
| So here I am, boomin like an amplifier | |
| I clear my throat, then I float like a boat | |
| Note for note, what I wrote you can' t quote or even tote | |
| Raps are too heavy, sharp like a machete | |
| Pass the microphone, cause Kane is all ready | |
| Grippin to play the part to prove that I' m in command | |
| The Biggest Daddy of em all, and oh, Kane stands for | |
| King Asiatic, Nobody' s Equal | |
| or NonEquivalent, or Natural Ebony | |
| or Now Effective, or Never Ever | |
| Pick your definition and put it together | |
| Cause it still comes out tastin like chocolate | |
| With the finesse MC' s never got with | |
| Cause none of them want me to touch the mic first | |
| They know that it only takes Kane one verse | |
| So here' s the microphone, show me what you can do | |
| And uhh yawning wake me up when you' re through | |
| Just so I can go and flow and throw a blow | |
| to show a pro and let em all know | |
| that any MC tryin to be this lyrical | |
| should go ask Smokey Robinson for a Miracle | |
| I wouldn' t let a rapper go one round | |
| I' m knockin them down, just like Jim Brown | |
| So Mister Cee, let the music play | |
| And here' s what I want y' all to say | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana c' mon like you should | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana uhh! | |
| Ooh! oooh Aah! aaah | |
| NahNahNah, Nana sing that song! | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana | |
| Here' s a rap avalanche, MC' s travel and | |
| run run for shelter, cause they don' t have a chance | |
| Any MC caught talkin out of turn | |
| I straighten em out just like a perm | |
| Now let' s take a second, just to recollect it | |
| Give a little shout to the rappers that' s out | |
| Like all the East coast, MC' s of today | |
| From RunD. M. C. on down to Kid' n' Play | |
| The ladies like SaltNPepa to Latifah | |
| who showed the power of a woman and me a believer | |
| Now backtrack with the musical jewel | |
| And say peace to the old school | |
| And all praises due to the L. A. crew | |
| You put your state on the map and kept bringin rap through | |
| I can' t forget the brothers that' s down in Miami | |
| You' re still 2 Live if you never get a Grammy | |
| Cause personally I feel who really needs that stuff | |
| If you ask me, it' s just a bunch of makeup | |
| There' s a lot of caucasian kids that don' t even know me | |
| Cause every Billy and Joey is another David Bowie | |
| I guess I used the wrong tools in my rhymes | |
| " Superfreak" Cause when I nailed my clock, it didn' t say Hammer Time | |
| That' s not a diss to my Oaktown friend | |
| Just tellin you how it is in the musical biz | |
| Cause I make sure that every rapper in the industry | |
| becomes a friend of me | |
| And Mister Cee, let the music play | |
| And here' s what I want y' all to say | |
| Ooh! oooh Aah! aaah | |
| NahNahNah, Nana nanana | |
| Ooh! c' mon Aah! c' mon | |
| NahNahNah, Nana c' mon won' tcha c' mon | |
| Ooh! ohhh Aah! uhhh | |
| NahNahNah, Nana sing that song! | |
| Ooh! Aah! | |
| NahNahNah, Nana |
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