Lyrics:

Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Ho!)
Can I get some dap? (Yo)
On a regular basis, I visit many places
See many faces, all ages, all races
What I'm tryna say is, usually the case is
I'm the topic of chases cause I hold all the aces
Some rappers are tasteless, nameless, faceless
Got it so bad they can't afford shoelaces
But when it comes to hits, I cover all bases
Leaving no tracks or clues or even traces
Who am I to judge? I hold no grudge
I got my spot, I won't move or budge
You gotta come equipped if you plan to flip the script
Cause if not you'll get whipped
Some just wanna go along for the ride
But me myself, I want some dap on the side
Can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I get a little dap, huh?

What I'm tryna say to you and your crew
What I want is my dap when dap is due
I'm from Brooklyn and I won't be mistooken
For a slut, a stunt that be smoking booty blunts
I'm a goody two-shoes, I pick and I choose
The best, fuck the rest, I refuse to sing the blues
Talking like this, you might be confused
But pass over the dap that ain't being used
Slam kids shit is getting too tight
It's about time that I bogart the spotlight
Give me mine, all that is due to me
You disagree, there's nothing you can do me, honey
I get loose, I got what it takes
To make you quiver and shake
Cause I'm causing earthquakes
Some just wanna go along for the ride
But me myself, I want some dap on the side
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I can I get a little dap, huh? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I get a little dap, huh?
Don't be shady and stingy with the rap dap
Come around looking for my papes, yo, no haps
I can't be played, suck it, I ain't busted
Lyte is the type that you just can't fuck with
When I say dap I ain't talking 'bout no leather suit, man
When I say dap I ain't talking 'bout no pound in my hand
I'm talking respect, that's what I'm out to collect
And if you try to disrespect I might just spit on your neck
I know that you're homie but I still deserve dap though
Pushing out the message that crack is a no-no
Guns and violence get you into a mess
And condoms I strongly subject
Since '86 I've been cold getting live
And you should know by now I'm not along for the ride
I'm here for a while, I got my pride
And my pride says I want some dap on the side
Can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I get a little dap, huh?
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I can I get a little dap on the side? (Ho!)
Can I get a little dap on the side?
Can I get a little dap, huh?