jermaine dupri
uh
huh will you listen to how smooth it is
hey uh listen to them
hook
warm it up kris i’m about to
warm it up kris ’cause that’s what i was born to do
warm it up kris i’m about to
warm it up kris ’cause that’s what i was born to do
mac daddy
so many times i heard you rhyme but you can’t touch this
i’m kicking the type of flow that makes you say you’re too much kris
so feel the fire of the one they call the mac dad
the fire’s what i pack and what i pack is real bad
i’d like to grab ahold of your soul and never let go
do the jump do the hump and say ho
now that’s the state of mind i’m in huh
with rhyme after rhyme i win
the mac the mac
known for breaking ’em off something
they laying in the back and front keeping your speakers pumping
the miggidamiggidamiggida mac came to get ’em warm
and my pants to the back that’s my everyday uniform
you little cream puff mac daddy wannabe
keep dreaming ’cause a mac you will never be
so all y’all with the dr seuss riddles
you can get the finger the middle
hook x
ay yo kris kick it
daddy mac
i caught you on the scope the scope
peepin’ out my rhymes that’s this dope it’s dope
and for you there’s no hope
my name is what daddy mac baby
totally krossed out catching all the ladies
at the age i be i should be playing with toys
instead i put my head into making you make noise
that’s how i kick it that’s my everyday life and
i rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife man
i’m the wrong brother for suckers to be messing with
’cause when i put the mic in my hand i start wrecking it
they call me the dadoubledymac
and there ain’t another brother bad as me
when i let go something from the ghetto word
a little brother kicking rhymes like you never ever heard
daddy of them all shooting the gift like a gun
showing suckers how it’s done
hook x
yeah now you all know what’s up
and the macs are all that yeah
and we gonna kick one more for y’all
mac daddy
so many times i heard you rhyme but you can’t touch this
i’m kicking the type of flow that makes you say you’re too much kris
so feel the fire of the one they call the mac dad
the fire’s what i pack and what i pack is real bad
i’d like to grab ahold of your soul and never let go
do the jump do the hump and say ho
now that’s the state of mind i’m in huh
with rhyme after rhyme i win
daddy mac
i’m the wrong brother for suckers to be messing with
’cause when i put the mic in my hand i start wrecking it
they call me the dadoubledymac
there ain’t another brother bad as me
when i let go something from the ghetto word
a little brother kicking rhymes like you never ever heard
daddy of them all shooting the gift like a gun
kris kross show ’em how it’s done
hook x
warm it up kris repeat until end
Artist: Kris Kross
Year: 1992
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 303