Lyrics:
givin' a fuck, press tightly
Then dip to the bay parlay with my nigga Yuk, and get hyphy
This odd god is not fraud just broad knowledge
Hot bars from
that
Jump jump
The Mac Dad will make you jump jump
Daddy Mac will make you jump jump
Kris Kross will make you jump jump
Uh huh uh huh
Jump jump
riding with a stick
He don't give a fuck who she with, Everybody can get hit
But he calmed his ass down, cause if he do This, he going down bad like
as the caution:
Do not attempt to dis, cause you'll soften
Just like a pillow, or better yet a mattress
You can't match this style or attack this
While I'm
diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I
I'm jumping in like Kris Kross
Rapping like a boss
Like my given name is Ricky, take a rosé for the road
It's Ludacris, the rappers doing it, I throw
to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent
You know Kriss, I'm Kross
Y'all ran, we walked
No Limit n****z got ghetto dope by pounds and bults
Blowin' tapes
You got food, good moods, and what's better than together with your people
When wishers give a toast by the tree, it's Merry Christmas
Santa Claus
FACTS
[Hook 1: Kris Prince]
(i gotta put on)
Cuz you know the vibes
Im still with the bros im still with the guys
No matter the goal no matter the price
nose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin
nose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin
strong one, you don't know your limits
When I get to you, it'll be your last Christmas
Impressive bravery, life of martial skills
Albeit inadequate to keep
to forget me
But they can't, cause like a champ I have got a record
Of knocking out the frauds in a second
On the mic, I believe that you should get loose
it's midnight
[Chorus]
[Verse:2-Yukmouth&Numskull]
9[Yukmouth]
This rap here....It goes for all you playa hata's
Handcuff your ho's....that goes
Hey, homie what's good
Not one god damn thing
Hahahahahahahha ohhhh
Wanna get high?
Bless you, Fellaair
I'm friends with the plug
We caught a vibe I
jet fuel
Can you say lift off
Stay on the jet fuel
How you say lift off
Ima get the money
Ima split it with my bro’s bro’s
Nah this ain’t my flow
Long
backwards cause of kris kross
Pogs slammers lost didn't matter cause I was to legit to quit like mc hammer
Had to be x-men wanted to be gambit no global
you know ima spazz
Get the money go
Can you hear me now n***a I been on a roll
Rolling in a Royce while I'm riding with poles n***a pull up on me ima
in the game KRIS KROSS
All I got is MISSED CALLS
Everybody asking favors My number get my SHIT LOST
They jus wanna charge the game Don’t know what
My dumb ass missed out
Messed up the chances I can't get now
Damn right I'm mad as fuck I'm pissed now
Not just her I let myself down
Let myself down
Had a strong open like Rick Ross
But I question my close just like close just like Kris Kross
I know I've been captured
Something significant raptured
think you was with kris kross
When I move that work move that green in a zip lock
Ever since don't want no time so I keep my wrist watch
Men these niggas
get back to what we call hip hop
And what it meant to DJ Scot La Rock
How many Mc's must get dissed
Before somebody says, "Don't fuck with Kris
Got these niggas so obsessed (damn)
My pussy so famous, might get managed by Kris Jenner next (yeah, yeah, mwah)
He can't move on, can't let it go
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