Warm It Up (Album Version)

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.

So many times I heard your rhymes

But you can't touch this

I'm kickin the type of flavor that makes ya say

you're too much Kris

So feel the fire of the one they call the

Mack Daddy

the fire is what I pack and what I pack is real

bad

I like to grab a hold of your soul and never

let go

Till ya jump do the hump and say (Hoe)

Now that's the state of mind I'm in, Huh

with rhyme after rhyme I win

The Mack (The Mack)

Known ta break 'em off somethin and lay

In a bed of funk keepin ya speaker pumpin

The miggada, miggada Mack came to get it

warm

Wear my pants to the back, that's my

uniform

ya lil cream puff mack daddy wanna be

keep dreamin cause a mack you'll never be

So all of ya'll with them Doctor Suess riddles

you can get the finger ( ) the middle

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.

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.

Caught you on the scope (the scope)!

Peepin out my rhyme cause it's dope (it's dope)!

And for you there's no hope

My name (is what)!

Daddy Mack baby

Totally krossed out catchin all ladies

the age I be I should be playin with toys

But instead I put my head into makin ya

make noise

That's how I kick it that's my every day

life and I rehearse to be sharp as a knife man

I'm the wrong brother for suckers to be messin

with

cause when I put my hand on a mic I start

wreckin it

They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't

another brother bad as me

When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word

A lil brother kickin rhymes like ya never ever

heard

Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun showing

suckers how its done

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.

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.

So many times I heard your rhymes

But you can't touch this

I'm kickin the type of flavor that makes ya say

you're too much Kris

So feel the fire of the one they call the

Mack Daddy

the fire is what I pack and what I pack is real

bad

I like to grab a hold of your soul and never

let go

Till ya jump do the hump and say (Hoe)

Now that's the state of mind I'm in, Huh

with rhyme after rhyme I win

I'm the wrong brother for suckers to be messin

with

cause when I put my hand on a mic I start

wreckin it

They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't

another brother bad as me

When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word

A lil brother kickin rhymes like ya never ever

heard

Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun showing

suckers how its done

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.

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.

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.