Текст (слова) песни: Kriss Kross - Warm It Up

Chorus
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Cause that`s what I was born to do
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Cause that`s what I was born to do(2x)

Verse 1
Some of these homies try to rhyme, but you can`t touch this
I`m kicking the type of flow that makes you say "You`re to much Chris"
So feel the fire, of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fine brother packing, and what I`m packing`s real bad
If I could grab a hold of your soul, and never let go
Do the Jump, do the Hump and say "Ho"
Now that`s the state of mind I`m in, uh,
With rhyme after rhyme I win
The Mac (The Mac) never breaking them off
Some of them laying in a pad of Funk, keeping your speakers bumpin
The migitty miggity Mac came to get a wall
And my pants to the back that`s my everyday uniform
You little crew puff Mac Daddy wannabe
Keep dreaming cause a Mac you will never be
So all ya`ll with the Dr. Suess rentals
You can get the finger...the middle

Chorus
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Cause that`s what I was born to do
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Cause that`s what I was born to do(2x)

(Hey yo Chris, kick it)

Verse 2
I caught you at the store (the store)
Peepin at my ride cause it`s dope (it`s dope)
And for you there`s no hope,
My name (is what?) Daddy Mac baby
Totally Crossed Out catching all the ladies
The H-I-P, I should be playing wit toys
Instead I put my head into making you make noise
That`s how I keep it, that`s my everyday life, and
I rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife man
I`m the grown brother who sucks to be messed with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start recking it
They call me the D-A-W-G M-I-C,
There ain`t another brother bad as me
When (I let go), sumthing from the (ghetto), word
Little brother kicking rhymes like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all, shooting to kill, like a gun,
Showing suckers how it`s done

Chorus
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Cause that`s what I was born to do
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Casuse that`s what I was born to do(2x)

Yea, now ya`ll know whats up
And the Mac`s all that
Yea, and we`re going to kick one more verse for ya`ll

Verse 3
Some of these homies try to rhyme, but you can`t touch this
I`m kicking the type of flow that makes you say "You`re to much Chris"
So feel the fire, of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fine brother packing, and what I`m packing`s real bad
If I could grab a hold of your soul, and never let go
Do the Jump, do the Hump and say "Ho"
Now that`s the state of mind I`m in, huh,
With rhyme after rhyme I win
I`m the grown brother who something to be messed with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start recking it
They call me the D-A-W-G M-I-C,
There ain`t another brother bad as me
When (I let go) sumthing from the (ghetto) word
Little brother kicking rhymes like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all, shooting to kill, with the gun,
Kris Kross show them how it`s done

Chorus
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Cause that`s what I was born to do
Warm it up Chris
I`m about to
Warm it up Chris
Casuse that`s what I was born to do (3x)

Warm it up Chris (fading out)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Kriss Kross - Warm It Up Chorus Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Cause that`s what I was born to do Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Cause that`s what I was born to do(2x) Verse 1 Some of these homies try to rhyme, but you can`t touch this I`m kicking the type of flow that makes you say "You`re to much Chris" So feel the fire, of the one they call the Mac Dad The fine brother packing, and what I`m packing`s real bad If I could grab a hold of your soul, and never let go Do the Jump, do the Hump and say "Ho" Now that`s the state of mind I`m in, uh, With rhyme after rhyme I win The Mac (The Mac) never breaking them off Some of them laying in a pad of Funk, keeping your speakers bumpin The migitty miggity Mac came to get a wall And my pants to the back that`s my everyday uniform You little crew puff Mac Daddy wannabe Keep dreaming cause a Mac you will never be So all ya`ll with the Dr. Suess rentals You can get the finger...the middle Chorus Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Cause that`s what I was born to do Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Cause that`s what I was born to do(2x) (Hey yo Chris, kick it) Verse 2 I caught you at the store (the store) Peepin at my ride cause it`s dope (it`s dope) And for you there`s no hope, My name (is what?) Daddy Mac baby Totally Crossed Out catching all the ladies The H-I-P, I should be playing wit toys Instead I put my head into making you make noise That`s how I keep it, that`s my everyday life, and I rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife man I`m the grown brother who sucks to be messed with Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start recking it They call me the D-A-W-G M-I-C, There ain`t another brother bad as me When (I let go), sumthing from the (ghetto), word Little brother kicking rhymes like you never ever heard Daddy of them all, shooting to kill, like a gun, Showing suckers how it`s done Chorus Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Cause that`s what I was born to do Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Casuse that`s what I was born to do(2x) Yea, now ya`ll know whats up And the Mac`s all that Yea, and we`re going to kick one more verse for ya`ll Verse 3 Some of these homies try to rhyme, but you can`t touch this I`m kicking the type of flow that makes you say "You`re to much Chris" So feel the fire, of the one they call the Mac Dad The fine brother packing, and what I`m packing`s real bad If I could grab a hold of your soul, and never let go Do the Jump, do the Hump and say "Ho" Now that`s the state of mind I`m in, huh, With rhyme after rhyme I win I`m the grown brother who something to be messed with Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start recking it They call me the D-A-W-G M-I-C, There ain`t another brother bad as me When (I let go) sumthing from the (ghetto) word Little brother kicking rhymes like you never ever heard Daddy of them all, shooting to kill, with the gun, Kris Kross show them how it`s done Chorus Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Cause that`s what I was born to do Warm it up Chris I`m about to Warm it up Chris Casuse that`s what I was born to do (3x) Warm it up Chris (fading out) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Warm It Up: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/7668.html Все тексты песен: Kriss Kross » Kriss Kross - Warm It Up » Kriss Kross - Jump Рекомендуем скачать: » Елена Елизарьева - Это » Елена Решетняк - Апрельский снег » Евгений Слабиков, Юрий Левитанский - Окрестности. Пригород. Как этот город зовётся?.. » Евгений Клячкин - Осенний романс » Елена Казанцева - Соловей » Евгения Козина - Вот девочка в ситцевой юбочке... » Евгений Келлер - Пуд соли » Елена Гурфинкель - Молитва демону » Егор летов - Сквозь дыру в моей голове » Елена Елизарьева - Я умер давно... » Елена Фролова - Не спят, не помнят, не торгуют... » Евгений Романов - Прощай, молодость » Елена Фролова - Кто кому рассказывал... » Елена Елизарьева - Жива старушка... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Дворовая » Евгений Клячкин - Последний тост » Евгений Исакевич - Звучат арфы » Елена Бушуева - Да разве можно догадаться... » Екатерина Барановская - Солнце красное » Евгений Осин - Птицы
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