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