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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 the Miggida Miggida Mac
Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, here it
It's the rippa ripper Known to flip a script it ain't nothin' All ya MC's that used to MCs better an' Run an' hide 'cause it's too late to try to it right Ya messed up and I ain't tryin' to let ya slide
'Cause I ain't the one for that, I ain't the one slack I'm the Miggida Mac pack and I ain't takin' jack I care who you get or who ya wit' know you won't be equipped To it takes to break this Krossed out kid
I've got deez off dout, clout, 'cause I'm off doubt I'm bad suckas if ya wanna know what I'm talkin So lay your cards on the 'Cause I'm able to Whenever, ever I still rocks the cradle
I'm a nappy, happy bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't none on the mike I get dum ditty ditty dum So watcha back I say here it comes
I you hear me comin', here I come So you watch ya back, it's da bomb I know you hear me comin, I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Well, can I drop the bomb? the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Well, it comes, say what, here it comes
Understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but 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 the D A double D Y M A C
I betcha never thought you would it like this Some funk for the trunk by nigga named Kris See, I ain't into the game, I'm true to the I'm poppin' your thang, til the party people
'Cause I'm a little rough neck, tiffy-tiffy neck 'Cause gettin' 'nough respect And all those punks talkin' junk, bring it on 'Cause I just love takin' outta homes
'Cause I'm a nappy happy bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you want none So watcha back or will startcha runnin' And do, do on yourself when you hear the Daddy
I know you hear me here I come So you besta watch ya back, da bomb I know you me comin' here I come And I'm called the Mac
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I'll be comin' around the mountain when I come droppin' a Creepin' up on those Romper Room suckas who get some So the wrath of a brat with the Mac pack Walkin' away like the bottom of a door mat
I didn't props 'cause I was a suckas daughter I had to earn them droppin' dynamite 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 talkin' me out, we're in the big part of in The Last Boy Scout Scopin' a is like a needle in a haystack Press the new rookie breakin' rims down like
You think you're dealin' with a weak boy, step 'Cause I'm up like a veteran on a phat track I'm bein' all I wanna be so you tell Tom Dat Da Brat done drop da
I know you me comin', here I come So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I you hear me comin', here I come And I am what call Da Brat