Lyrics Warm It Up (Dupri's mix) - Redd Kross
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
So
many
times
I
heard
your
rhymes
But
you
can't
touch
this
I'm
kickin
the
type
of
flavor
that
makes
ya
say
You're
too
much
Kris
So
feel
the
fire
of
the
one
they
call
the
Mack
Daddy
The
fire
is
what
I
pack
and
what
I
pack
is
real
Bad
I
like
to
grab
a
hold
of
your
soul
and
never
Let
go
Till
ya
jump
do
the
hump
and
say
(Hoe)
Now
that's
the
state
of
mind
I'm
in,
Huh
With
rhyme
after
rhyme
I
win
The
Mack
(The
Mack)
Known
ta
break
'em
off
somethin
and
lay
In
a
bed
of
funk
keepin
ya
speaker
pumpin
The
miggada,
miggada
Mack
came
to
get
it
Warm
Wear
my
pants
to
the
back,
that's
my
Uniform
Ya
lil
cream
puff
mack
daddy
wanna
be
Keep
dreamin
cause
a
mack
you'll
never
be
So
all
of
ya'll
with
them
Doctor
Suess
riddles
You
can
get
the
finger
()
the
middle
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Caught
you
on
the
scope
(the
scope)!
Peepin
out
my
rhyme
cause
it's
dope
(it's
dope)!
And
for
you
there's
no
hope
My
name
(is
what)!
Daddy
Mack
baby
Totally
krossed
out
catchin
all
ladies
The
age
I
be
I
should
be
playin
with
toys
But
instead
I
put
my
head
into
makin
ya
Make
noise
That's
how
I
kick
it
that's
my
every
day
Life
and
I
rehearse
to
be
sharp
as
a
knife
man
I'm
the
wrong
brother
for
suckers
to
be
messin
With
Cause
when
I
put
my
hand
on
a
mic
I
start
Wreckin
it
They
call
me
the
D.A.
double
D.Y.
M.
A.
C.
there
ain't
Another
brother
bad
as
me
When
I
(let
go)!
Something
from
the
(ghetto)!
word
A
lil
brother
kickin
rhymes
like
ya
never
ever
Heard
Daddy
of
them
all
shootin
to
kill
like
a
gun
showing
Suckers
how
its
done
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
So
many
times
I
heard
your
rhymes
But
you
can't
touch
this
I'm
kickin
the
type
of
flavor
that
makes
ya
say
You're
too
much
Kris
So
feel
the
fire
of
the
one
they
call
the
Mack
Daddy
The
fire
is
what
I
pack
and
what
I
pack
is
real
Bad
I
like
to
grab
a
hold
of
your
soul
and
never
Let
go
Till
ya
jump
do
the
hump
and
say
(Hoe)
Now
that's
the
state
of
mind
I'm
in,
Huh
With
rhyme
after
rhyme
I
win
I'm
the
wrong
brother
for
suckers
to
be
messin
With
Cause
when
I
put
my
hand
on
a
mic
I
start
Wreckin
it
They
call
me
the
D.A.
double
D.Y.
M.
A.
C.
there
ain't
Another
brother
bad
as
me
When
I
(let
go)!
Something
from
the
(ghetto)!
word
A
lil
brother
kickin
rhymes
like
ya
never
ever
Heard
Daddy
of
them
all
shootin
to
kill
like
a
gun
showing
Suckers
how
its
done
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris,
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
Warm
it
up,
Kris,
warm
it
up,
Kris.
I'm
about
to.
'Cause
that
's
what
I
was
born
to
do.
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