It's da bomb, da bomb I drop like Hiroshima da bomb
I know you hear me comin', I come So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I know you hear me comin', I come And I'm the Miggida Miggida Mac
Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, here it
It's the quicka ripper Known to a script like it ain't nothin' All ya that used to MCs better duck an' Run an' hide it's too late to try to make it right Ya messed up and I ain't tryin' to let ya slide
I ain't the one for that, I ain't the one that slack I'm the Miggida Mac pack and I ain't takin' jack I don't who you get or who ya wit' Just you won't be equipped To what it to break this Krossed out kid
I've got deez off dout, clout, 'cause I'm off doubt I'm bad if ya wanna know what I'm talkin about So lay cards on the table 'Cause I'm able to Whenever, where ever I rocks the cradle
'Cause I'm a nappy, bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want on the mike I get dum ditty ditty dum So back when I say here it comes
I know you me comin', here I come So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I know you me comin, here I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Well, can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, it comes
Understand Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor We get our own, on our own, ain't askin for no We're true to we do, that's how we be So just with the D A double D Y M A C
I betcha never thought you here it like this Some funk for the trunk by nigga named Kris See, I ain't into the game, I'm to the gang I'm poppin' your thang, til the party people
'Cause I'm a rough neck, tiffy-tiffy tough neck 'Cause what 'nough respect And all those punks talkin' junk, bring it on I just love takin' punks outta homes
Why? 'Cause I'm a nappy happy bad son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't none So watcha or comments will startcha runnin' And do, do on yourself when you hear the Daddy
I know you hear me comin' I come So you besta watch ya back, it's da I know you me comin' here I come And I'm called the Mac
But, can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Well, here it, say what,
I'll be comin' around the when I come droppin' a bomb Creepin' up on Romper Room suckas who wanna get some So feel the of a brat with the Mac pack Walkin' away you're the bottom of a door mat
I didn't props 'cause I was a suckas daughter I had to earn them droppin' dynamite like Jimmy I can pay Donny Mars in a sticky Give me 30-30 half-gauge
And if you know what I'm talkin' about Test me out, we're in the big part of in The Boy Scout Scopin' a is like a needle in a haystack Press the new rookie breakin' rims like Shaq
You think dealin' with a weak boy, step back 'Cause I'm comin' up like a veteran on a track I'm bein' all I wanna be so you Uncle Tom Dat Da done drop da bomb
I know you hear me comin', I come So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I know you hear me comin', I come And I am what they call Da