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Sade - Warm It Up lyrics
Uh, well, this is how nice and smooth it is 
 Hey uh, listen to them
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to 
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do 
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to 
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do
 So many times I heard you rhyme but you can't touch this 
 I'm kicking the type of flow that makes you say "You're too much Kris" 
 So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad 
 The fire's what I pack and what I pack is real bad 
 I'd like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go 
 Never 'til they jump, 'til they say Hoooo 
 Now that's the state of mind I'm in huh... 
 With rhyme after rhyme I win 
 The Mac The Mac 
 Nuff for breakin' 'em off somethin' 
 They layin' in the back and front 
 Keepin' the speakers pumpin' 
 The miggida miggida miggida Mac came to get a warm 
 And my pants to the back that's my everyday uniform 
 You little cream puff Mac Daddy wannabe 
 Keep dreaming cause the Mac you will never be 
 So all y'all with the Dr. Seuss riddles 
 You can get the finger... the middle
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to 
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do 
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to 
 Warm it up Kris
 Hey, yo Kris kick it first 
 You know it's sto it's sto 
 Peepin at my rhymes it's dope it's dope 
 And for you there's know call my name what? 
 The Daddy Mac, baby, Totally Krossed Out 
 Catchin' all the ladies 
 The age I be I should be playin with toys 
 Instead I put my hand into make you make noise 
 That's how I kick it that's my everyday life and 
 I rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife, manSade - Warm It Up - http://motolyrics.com/sade/warm-it-up-lyrics.html
 I'm the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin' with 
 Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin' it 
 They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C 
 And there ain't another brotha bad as me 
 When I let go 
 Somethin' from the ghetto 
 Word, a little brother kickin' rhymes like you never ever heard 
 Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun 
 Showin' suckas how it's done
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to 
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do (repeat 3 times)
 Yea, now you all know 
 What's up? 
 And the Mac to all that 
 Yea.. we gonna kick one more verse for you all
 So many times I heard you rhyme but you can't touch this 
 I'm kicking the type of flow that makes you say "You're too much Kris" 
 So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad 
 The fire's what I pack and what I pack is real bad 
 I'd like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go 
 Never 'til they jump, 'til they say Hoooo 
 Now that's the state of mind I'm in huh... 
 With rhyme after rhyme I win
 I'm the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin' with 
 Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin' it 
 They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C 
 And there ain't another brotha bad as me 
 When I let go 
 Somethin' from the ghetto 
 Word, a little brother kickin' rhymes like you never ever heard 
 Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun 
 Kris Kross show 'em how it's done
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to 
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do (repeat 6 times) 
 Warm it up Kris (repeat 13 times)








