The daishō (大小, daishō) - literally "big-little" is a Japanese term for a matched pair of traditionally made Japanese swords (nihonto) worn by the samurai class in feudal Japan.
The etymology of the word daishō becomes apparent when the terms daitō, meaning long sword, and shōtō, meaning short sword, are used; daitō + shōtō = daishō. A daishō is typically depicted as a katana and wakizashi mounted in matching koshirae but originally the daishō was the wearing of any long and short uchigatana together. The katana/wakizashi pairing is not the only daishō combination as generally any longer sword paired with a tantō is considered to be a daishō. Daishō eventually came to mean two swords having a matched set of fittings. A daishō could also have matching blades made by the same swordsmith, but this was in fact uncommon and not necessary for two swords to be considered to be a daishō, as it would have been more expensive for a samurai.
The concept of the daisho originated with the pairing of a short sword with whatever long sword was being worn during a particular time period. It has been noted that the tachi would be paired with a tantō, and later the uchigatana would be paired with another shorter uchigatana. With the advent of the katana, the wakizashi eventually was chosen by samurai as the short sword over the tantō. Kanzan Satō in his book titled "The Japanese Sword" notes that there did not seem to be any particular need for the wakizashi and suggests that the wakizashi may have become more popular than the tantō due to the wakizashi being more suited for indoor fighting. He mentions the custom of leaving the katana at the door of a castle or palace when entering while continuing to wear the wakizashi inside.
[Tash]
Yeah, this is the part where the party get live y'all!
My name is CaTashTraphe for the fellas
But all the ladies, y'all can call me "Rico"
Cuz that's my name
And this is my night tonight
And everybody knows "Rico" got the "HOO!"
I got fly hoes lined up like they gettin free weaves
Who's next to test my sex expertise
Mister All-Nighter, excites ya when he bites ya
Tash be havin bitches crawlin walls like a spider
Cuz you heard me on the radio ya seen me on the TV
If you get my drunk enough I'll eat that pussy like a kiwi
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I always get it poppin wit my backstage passes
Tash is, mackalicious, rap style vicous
Can't help you wit your rent but you can help me wit these dishes
My little mistress said
"Tash you look suspicious, what the fuck you thinkin 'bout?"
You know my other bitches
I got it, goin on wit the flowin
I'm the flyest rapper out and ladies wouldn't even know it
(Say what!) This how it's goin, Likwit flowin like fluid
Pimpin ain't easy but somebody gotta do it
How you want it baby? (In the front, in the back)
Do you like it baby? (Yeah I like it like that)
Well we can do it baby, fast, slow, hard or soft
Cuz this is what happens when the lights go off
[Chorus]
That nigga "Rico" got "HOO!" 3x
"Rico HOO!"
So fuck wastin half the night tryin to find Miss Right
Me and my niggas start to holler first bitch that's tight (hey!)
My Likwit niggas do it right until the broad day light
The best head I ever got was on a airplane flight
Type to death single minglin that lays the pipe well
It's off from the second I smell that Chanel
Wit steel-belted condoms wit the bulletproof shield
If you ain't got no weed, once I fuck, happy trails (See ya!)
Tash tips the scales at one-seventy-nine
I'm designed to push these lyrics down assembly lines
So my style is blue collar but the ladies still holler
If you sayin I'm a dog, that means you fucked a rottweiler
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No scars on my grill, nah bitch I'm not Seal
I'm just a fly nigga that likes to keep it real
If you don't feel me yet, keep listenin and you will!
Chorus
So last of all I'd like to say before I get on my way
Is leave your dike friend wit Tash, the next day she won't be gay
Matter of fact, she'll probably say "Last night, it changed my life"
Cuz I beat it up so good she took me home to meet her wife
Cuz Tash lay the wood so good I leave em screamin
I hurt em by myself so no need to double-team em
I stick em wit the pole till they lose control
But I'm not here to save ya, nah girl that's not my goal
I'm comin outta Cali so you know we don't love ya
Even if you was my girl I would still wear a rubber
Cuz this is how it's goin, Likwit flowin like fluid
Pimpin ain't easy but somebody gotta do it