Lyrics:
can't play me
You best be quick for talkin' that shit
That I'm'a gets that 380
I'm all up in yo' grill
Time tah chill
Pay my bills
Gotta stay real
me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no"
Now we're grown up and she's my wife
Still like two kids with stars
If you really like , plex with me Christ Kross
You won't out rhyme and emcee , Christ Kross
Get crucified if you step to me , Christ Kross
Don't be
As you listen to my cool, smooth melody
The Daddy makes you J-U-M-P
[Chorus]
Now, the formalities of this and that
Is that Kris Kross ain't comin'
make my dick soft
When we at the function this shit jumpin like it's kriss kross
When we at the fuction this shit jumpin like it's kris kross yea
Lights
Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't want to ride with me nigga
C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin' car man
Yo why you trippin' man? Get
KRS-ONE, not Gandhi
You can't jump Kris, kick Kris, or stomp Kris
So you try to say
"Kris ain't really conscious"
You people are funny
You hear what you
Kris, I get it you're rejected
Just makes you want to cry you're pathetic
You'll be bested now that this bird can fly
Taste it! Face it! It's
Baby, make it tick-tock
Back a rotate, jumping like it's Kris Kross
You dey make a nigga spaz like Rick Ros, huh (mad)
Yeah, bro fresh out from my
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
Kris Kross, jump (ayy)
Montega splash (grrr), don't play that's a fact (fact)
She came through the front (front)
We slid out the back (back)
Don't
hope you know that I'm not lonely (I ain't lonely)
Shoot, Shoot, Shoot, Shoot (shoot, shoot)
Ginóbili
HoodLoad Kris Kross'ing just like the 90s (yeah,
Money m-o-n-e-y (money)
Money m-o-n-e-y (money)
M-o-n-e-y, what you need to just get by
Money, honey, ain't it funny?
Money, people wanna die
a bundle of this
For the jungle lists, jump to this
Kris from that Bronx, New York
You best a-walk or get bucked like a pork
Rewind, stop whining I'm
The love bug done bit me
Didn't mean for him to get me
Woo, get up in the morning
And I'm filled with desire
No, no, I can't stop the fire
Love
It's the man, it's the myth, in the midst of the minks
With the M's on my mind in Maui taking pics
Motivated by more that mean
I want more of this, I
The love bug done bit me
Didn't mean for him to get me
Woo, get up in the morning
And I'm filled with desire
No, no, I can't stop the fire
Love
Darkside yeah the hunger it Made me a boss
I came from nothing I can't take a Loss the hitmen I'm knocking Them off
I sacrificed to get where I'm
a fight
You'll get lost in the light
If you keep staring at the sun, you won't see
What you have become, this can't be
Everything you thought it was
you always have the Lord by your side
And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran
Twenty red lights in his honor
Thank you Jesus, thank
schem
I put the beam on if I can't get em
Right then I sick the team on em
Like y go get em send reef and the shooters
With em
Have em loaded with
These tears are going nowhere, baby
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And now you can't get out of it
Don't say that
wanna fuck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition
rough but I can't get enough
The secret life of us keeps me in handcuffs
Don't lock me up, don't you wanna free us
I'm held hostage by your love
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