Текст песни Da Brat f Mac Daddy (Kris Kross) - Come and Get Some
Da Brat f Mac Daddy (Kris Kross) - Come and Get Some слова песни
Verse 1 - Da Brat (Mac Daddy)Get down... ain`t no room to mess aroundWhen Da Brat-tat-tat-tat`s all up in your townI`m in the front with a blunt never playing the backIt`s that new nigga on the block and I don`t slackTa- dow now (I know you love how I put it down)Now (I know you love how my shit sounds)So close your eyes as I mesmerize your mind1 time 2 times 3 times I`mNot that bitch to be fucked with or seen Cause puttin it down ain`t no thing bitch you know the routineEither recite what I write or hold that ass Cause ain`t no seeing this G be hitting your ass with a blastNow (There I go there I go there I go)(With my funkdafied funkdafied westside flow)If you ain`t down you best to get down quick Cause ain`t another bitch (like) this bitch (right) shit (Hook)When your in the mood to flow let me knowCause to me it ain`t no thing I`m always ready to goSo I know that you know that I know you gets noneBut if you want some come and get some (Verse 2)To be or not to be fucked with is Da Brat with some gangsta shitI`m cappin any nigga that step or disrespecting my clickIt be the crooked letta O double that once moreDef and I have yet to speak on this bad ass hoHow many bitches do you that kick shit like this bitchNo nothers so others witness the rack-ed wickedAs I bust shit niggas can`t fuck withThis bad mamma jamma lick shots like twin glocks and plus it`s On, till I let them fools disperseGhetto bust proper first verse after verseIt gets worse as I puff on the chronic smokeMe and my pad locc up I smoke up and niggas get broke Off, tossed like a clothI gives a fuck about what niggas say how they walk how they talkCause to meet `em y`all needs to quitCause in `94 I be the wrong bitch to fuck with (Hook) (Verse 3 - Mac Daddy)Now as the sound breaks down let me slide up inThe M-A-C`s who I be Kris Kross is who I representFor so very longBut this time I`m with Da Brat and once again it`s onWith the K to the K (by the way) dum di di dumMr. Mac pack now can I drop the bombSaggin all dressed in blackI`m the nigga with them braids shades khakis and pimp packsLeanin to the side peepin out the sceneNiggas on my dick cause I got green and I`m a fiendTo the microphone which I`m known to rock Bangin till the boogie end boogie time I`m hip hopI know you still feelThe devastation of my lyrics so please kneelTo the king that I may very beThe macadocious A-town player the M-A-C (Hook)