Warm it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris,. I'm about to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do.. Warm it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do..
I'm the quicker quicker ripper. On a track like this.. The miggity-mac never slacks. And I'm packing the heat.. I got my flavor of lifesavers. Every day I create.
Party time. Okay, party people in the house. . Ooh, party, ah, party. Ooh, party, ah, party. Ooh, party, ah, party. Ooh, party, ah, party. . I was at this club, this place called Roy's.
Now I'm known to rock a party, and turn a party out. A nappy headed little nigga representin' for the South. When I bust, and I do frequently. I see niggas in careers trying to get with me.
Shhhhhhhhh. Kris Kross 9 to 5. Yeah. . Who gotcha open, scopin' out tha track. It's no other than the sounds of the Daddy Mac. Still slackin' back-packin' up my turf.
Jump jump. You should know, you should know that ah. Kris Kross is not having anything today. As we stand there totally krossed out. We commence to make you.
Oh, oh. . I missed the bus, oh. I missed the bus. I missed the bus, oh. I missed the bus. . I went to bed late but I didn't think late would effect me.
It's the ones that smoke blunts wit cha, see ya picture. Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get cha. It's the ones that smoke blunts wit cha, see ya picture.
Just kick a little somethin' for them cars that be bumpin'. Somethin' real smooth. You can just ride to. Tell me how you feel. Here we go. . The day seems nice and bright and everything feels alright.
Oh, yeah, oh. 1 - Shorty swing my way. You sure look good to me. Now would you please. Swing my way. Shorty swing my way. I stepped off in a club on a Friday night.
Ohhhh, ohh oh oh.. Ohhh oh oh oh, baybee. Shorty swing my way. Sure look good to me. now would you please. swing my way. Shorty swing my way. oooo wee boy, do you know.
Shorty swing my way. You sure look good to me. Now would you please. Swing my way, shorty swing my way. . I stepped off in a club on a Friday night. Lookin' for a man that would do me right.
Say stop with the one hand, go with the other,. Stroke your fingers through my hair,. Leave me alone but stay in the next room,. But don't act like I sent you there..
Rock the microphone like,. God bless this planet, planet. Took life for granted, granite. This mic, mechanical will panic. I hold it single handed. Times like a left handed bandit.
Yellow heaven. World is yellow. Freedom, oh yeah. Feel your sorrow. . 5:35 and I'm living senseless. Just another homie picking on the defenseless. Don't request yet, nothing really to mention.
You say you love me but then you turn and walk away. All for a love not even born yesterday. I see you on the streets and you just pass me by. You think I got no feelings, think Im living high.
Buddy McBudders,. With a star in ya name,. Buddy Ol' Pal,. Watchin Crash,. Buddy Buckley,. Fo' Sho' we da way..
Contrary to popular belief this is not a love song it's a sonnet. Damn, it feels good to have people up on it but. I'm just a fool playing with the Master's tools.
[Intro]. Uh, fiyah, yo, fiyah. Aooowe, uh, coming back. He's coming back, he's coming back. Aooowe!. He's coming back, he's coming back now. . [Verse 1].
I walk a mile in my own shoes. Crown the king, in the name of the father. Let the sermon begin, hail observant again. Watchin my mind spin. Watchin how time can turn enemies into friends.