Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's I was born to do.
So many times I your rhymes But you can't this I'm kickin the of flavor that makes ya say you're too much So feel the fire of the one they the Mack the is what I pack and what I pack is real bad I like to grab a hold of your and never let go Till ya jump do the and say (Hoe) Now that's the state of I'm in, Huh with rhyme after I win
The (The Mack) ta break 'em off somethin and lay In a bed of funk keepin ya pumpin The miggada, miggada came to get it Wear my pants to the back, my
ya lil cream mack daddy wanna be keep dreamin cause a mack you'll be So all of ya'll with Doctor Suess riddles you can get the finger ( ) the
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause that's what I was to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. that's what I was born to do. Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.
Caught you on the (the scope)! Peepin out my cause it's dope (it's dope)! And for you no hope My (is what)! Mack baby Totally krossed out catchin all the age I be I should be playin toys But instead I put my head makin ya noise That's how I kick it my every day life and I rehearse to be sharp as a man
I'm the wrong for suckers to be messin cause I put my hand on a mic I start it They call me the D.A. D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't another bad as me
I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word A lil brother kickin like ya never ever Daddy of them all shootin to like a gun showing suckers how its
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do. warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause that's I was born to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's I was born to do.
So times I heard your rhymes But you touch this I'm kickin the type of flavor that ya say you're too Kris So feel the fire of the one they the Mack the fire is what I and what I pack is real bad I like to grab a hold of your and never let go Till ya jump do the and say (Hoe) Now the state of mind I'm in, Huh with rhyme after I win I'm the wrong brother for suckers to be cause when I put my on a mic I start it They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. ain't another bad as me I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word A lil brother kickin like ya never ever Daddy of all shootin to kill like a gun showing suckers how its
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause that's what I was to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do. Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause what I was born to do. Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do.