It's da bomb, it's da I drop bombs Hiroshima It's da
I know you me comin', here I come So you watch ya back, it's da bomb I you hear me comin', here I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, here it
It's the rippa ripper Known to flip a script like it ain't All ya MC's that to MCs better duck an' Run an' hide 'cause too late to try to make it right Ya just messed up and I ain't tryin' to let ya
'Cause I ain't the one for that, I the one that slack I'm the Miggida Miggida Mac pack and I takin' jack I care who you get or who ya wit' Just know you won't be To what it takes to break Krossed out kid
got deez off dout, clout, 'cause I'm deez off doubt I'm bad suckas if ya wanna know I'm talkin about So lay your on the table 'Cause I'm to rock Whenever, ever I still rocks the cradle
'Cause I'm a nappy, bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want 'Cause on the I get dum ditty ditty dum So watcha when I say here it comes
I you hear me comin', here I come So you besta watch ya back, it's da I know you hear me comin, here I And I'm the Miggida Miggida Mac
Well, can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, here it
Understand Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor We get our own, on our own, ain't for no favors We're true to what we do, how we be So just reason with the D A D Y M A C
I betcha thought you would here it like this funk for the trunk by this nigga named Kris See, I ain't the game, I'm true to the gang I'm your thang, til the party people swing
'Cause I'm a little rough neck, tiffy-tiffy tough 'Cause what gettin' 'nough And all little punks talkin' junk, bring it on 'Cause I just love takin' outta homes
Why? I'm a nappy happy bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want So watcha back or will startcha runnin' And do, do on yourself you hear the Daddy comin'
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 Mac
But, can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Well, it, say what, comes
I'll be comin' around the mountain when I droppin' a bomb Creepin' up on those Room suckas who wanna get some So feel the wrath of a brat with the Mac away you're like the bottom of a door mat
I gain props 'cause I was a suckas daughter I had to earn them droppin' like Jimmy Walker I can pay Donny in a sticky cage Give me half-caliber half-gauge
And if you don't know what I'm about Test me out, we're in the big part of in The Last Boy Scopin' a needle is like a in a haystack Press the new rookie breakin' rims down Shaq
You think you're dealin' with a weak boy, step 'Cause I'm comin' up like a veteran on a track I'm bein' all I wanna be so you tell Tom Dat Da Brat drop da bomb
I know you hear me comin', I come So you besta watch ya back, it's da I you hear me comin', here I come And I am what they Da Brat