[MACK DADDY: Chris Kelly]
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Heh yeah
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Wassup yall
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This the M-A-C
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Of course I got my nigga D-A-double D
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And you know I got the homey Chris to the Terry
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And this is goin out to all yall niggas in Greenbry [?]
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All yall niggas in Adamsville
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All yall niggas in Atlanta
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You know what I'm sayin wherever you at
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But first off my homey Chris Terry gonna run game like this
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[Verse 1: Chris Terry]
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I'm on this mad paper chase, I'm talkin bout stackin them g's
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I be makin moves, just like then Cubans be movin ki's
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Nigga please, It's that playa CT from the A - T L
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I used to live in hell, now I'm livin swell
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And I pop a hundred times [?] bottle of Mo (bottle of mo)
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And then I walk up out the do with yo hoe slow (hoe slow)
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Playas know about this late night creep
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They claimin you with your girls
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But with me you be sleepin
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[Verse 2: MACK DADDY: Chris Kelly]
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Now dividends and millions, is what i stressed on the last jam
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But now I'm back with the dopeness on the other hand (yeah uh huh)
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Young rich and dangerous is what I'm stressin on (sya what)
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A little something for you niggas to get your tweak on (uh)
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C connection demandin respect
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And if you get out of line, then we goin put yo ass in check (so check)
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Comin from me to you (to you)
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D A double D tell these niggas what you bout to do
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[Verse 3: DADDY MACK: Chris Smith]
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Cut her up, slice her down, take her back to the crib
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It's the daddy of em all and you know how i live
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Every day of the week, I keep em comin 24 -7
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Mackin ain't easy, but somebody's gotta do it
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True it's - usually represented by the
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Combination put together better known as the
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C to the C O double N E C T I O N
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And then you have the C connection
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[Chorus: MACK DADDY and DADDY MACK]
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Now who could it be, pullin up to the do in the B N T
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It's the mack with the stack of that cash money
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[Mack Daddy:] (and I'm here to take your girl)
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Now who could it be pullin up to the do in the range rover
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Daddy mack lookin like a four leaf clover
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[Daddy Mack:] (and I'm feelin lucky tonight)
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Now who could it be pullin up in that brand new Mercedes
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It's that dope rhyme sayer named Chris Terry
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[Chris Terry:] (and I got money on my mind)
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[Verse 4: MACK DADDY: Chris Kelly]
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Now one more time, everybody please get in motion
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And get up out your seats to start some comotion
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I'm hopin, any nigga that is sent to me
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I'm in the state of mind to rhyme against whoever
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And any MC who disagree on my quotes
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I advise you to reevaluate your notes
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Cause I feel that I'm one step ahead of the rest
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Sportin emeralds diamonds ruby reds to begettes
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[Verse 5: Chris Terry]
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Now see money power and fame, three thangs thats a neccessity
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Niggas be tryin to steal my style like it was a recipe
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But mackin aint easy, believe me
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Even I be gettin tired of all the different women who tryin to please me
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So we hops in the jeep, proceed to catch a freak
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Put that mackin down now we headed back to the suite
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So um... we can get served, all night long
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Cause at 6 in the mornin, we got to take them 3 home
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[Verse 6: DADDY MACK: Chris Smith]
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Now I went from pushin a skylar, to a county on chrome
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Makin ways megabucks before I was grown
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Givin bone to the ones who deserved it (deserved it)
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Get respected in the hood cause I earned it (earned it)
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And my crew comes in all shapes and sizes
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Mostly under 20 dangerous young rich survivors
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And I admire, how you [?]
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16 sex [?] between my grown women
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[Chorus x1]
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Money, Power And Fame
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| Kris Kross |
