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