Jump
(Jump, jump)
You should know, you should know that, ahh
Kris Kross is not having anything today
As we stand there totally crossed out
We commence to make ya (jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Don't try to compare us (yeah) to another bad little fad
I'm the Mac and I'm bad, give ya something that you never had
I'll make ya bump, hump, wiggle and shake your rump
'Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna jump
How high? Real high 'cause I'm just so fly
A young lovable, huggable type of guy
And everything is to the back with a little slack
'Cause inside out, it's wiggida-wiggida-wiggida wack
I come stompin' with somethin' pumpin' to keep you jumpin'
RNB rap is bull crap is what I'm dumpin'
Ain't nothin' soft about Kris Kross, we all that
So when they ask do they rock? Say, believe that
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
I like my stuff knockin' (knockin')
I love it when the girlies be like jockin' (jockin')
The D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C (yeah, you know me)
I got you jumpin' an' bumpin' an' pumpin' movin' all around, g
In the mix, I made MC's step back
They tried to step to the Mac then they got jacked
To the back you'll be sportin' the gear; is that coincidental?
Act like you know and don't be claiming that it's mental
Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard
And nothin' fake and you can understand every word (word, hahaha)
As you listen to my cool, smooth melody
The Daddy makes you j-u-m-p
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Now, the formalities of this and that
Is that Kris Kross ain't comin' off wack
And for all y'all suckas that don't know
Check it out
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (bo, bo)
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (bo, bo)
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (bo, bo)
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't (bo, bo)
'Cause I'm the miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac Daddy (bo, bo)
The miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac (bo, bo)
'Cause I'm the miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac Daddy (bo, bo)
The miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac (bo, bo)
I make you wanna
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Believe that
You should know, you should know that, ahh
Kris Kross is not having anything today
As we stand there totally crossed out
We commence to make ya (jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Don't try to compare us (yeah) to another bad little fad
I'm the Mac and I'm bad, give ya something that you never had
I'll make ya bump, hump, wiggle and shake your rump
'Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna jump
How high? Real high 'cause I'm just so fly
A young lovable, huggable type of guy
And everything is to the back with a little slack
'Cause inside out, it's wiggida-wiggida-wiggida wack
I come stompin' with somethin' pumpin' to keep you jumpin'
RNB rap is bull crap is what I'm dumpin'
Ain't nothin' soft about Kris Kross, we all that
So when they ask do they rock? Say, believe that
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
I like my stuff knockin' (knockin')
I love it when the girlies be like jockin' (jockin')
The D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C (yeah, you know me)
I got you jumpin' an' bumpin' an' pumpin' movin' all around, g
In the mix, I made MC's step back
They tried to step to the Mac then they got jacked
To the back you'll be sportin' the gear; is that coincidental?
Act like you know and don't be claiming that it's mental
Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard
And nothin' fake and you can understand every word (word, hahaha)
As you listen to my cool, smooth melody
The Daddy makes you j-u-m-p
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Now, the formalities of this and that
Is that Kris Kross ain't comin' off wack
And for all y'all suckas that don't know
Check it out
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (bo, bo)
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (bo, bo)
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (bo, bo)
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't (bo, bo)
'Cause I'm the miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac Daddy (bo, bo)
The miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac (bo, bo)
'Cause I'm the miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac Daddy (bo, bo)
The miggity-miggity-miggity-miggity Mac (bo, bo)
I make you wanna
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh huh, uh huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
The Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Believe that
Credits
Writer(s): Marvin Pierce, Le Roy Bonner, Walter Morrison, Norman Napier, Andrew Noland, Marshall Jones, Ralph Middlebrooks, Gregory Allen Webster, Jermaine Mauldin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.