It's da bomb, it's da I drop bombs like da bomb
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
Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Well, it comes, say what, here it comes
It's the rippa ripper Known to flip a script like it ain't All ya that used to MCs better duck an' Run an' hide 'cause it's too 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 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
got deez off dout, clout, 'cause I'm deez off doubt I'm bad suckas if ya wanna know what I'm talkin So lay cards on the table 'Cause I'm to rock Whenever, where ever I still the cradle
'Cause I'm a nappy, happy bad son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you want none 'Cause on the mike I get dum ditty dum So watcha back when I say here it
I know you me comin', here I come So you besta watch ya back, it's da I you hear me comin, here I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Well, can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, it comes
Understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but 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 reason with the D A D Y M A C
I betcha never thought you would here it this Some funk for the trunk by this nigga named See, I into the game, I'm true to the gang I'm poppin' your thang, til the party people
'Cause I'm a little rough neck, tiffy-tiffy neck 'Cause what gettin' 'nough And all those little punks junk, bring it on 'Cause I just love takin' punks homes
Why? 'Cause I'm a happy bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want So watcha back or comments startcha runnin' And do, do on when you hear the Daddy comin'
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 around the mountain when I come droppin' a bomb Creepin' up on those Romper suckas who wanna get some So feel the wrath of a with the Mac pack Walkin' away you're like the of a door mat
I didn't gain props I was a suckas daughter I had to earn them dynamite like Jimmy Walker I can pay Mars in a sticky cage Give me 30-30 half-gauge
And if you don't what I'm talkin' about me out, we're in the big part of in The Last Boy Scout Scopin' a needle is like a needle in a the new rookie breakin' rims down like Shaq
You you're dealin' with a weak boy, step back 'Cause I'm up like a veteran on a phat track I'm bein' all I be so you tell Uncle Tom Dat Da Brat done drop da
I know you hear me comin', I come So you watch ya back, it's da bomb I know you me comin', here I come And I am what they Da Brat