Kris Kross - Jump

We commence to make ya (jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Don't try to compare us (yeah) to another bad little fad
I'm the Mac and I'm bad, give you something that you never had
I'll make ya bump bump, wiggle and shake your rump
'Cause I be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna jump
How high? Real high, 'cause I'm just so fly
A young lovable, huggable type of guy
And everything is to the back with a little slack
'Cause inside out is wiggida, wiggida, wiggida wack
I come stompin' with somethin' pumpin' to keep you jumpin'
R&B, rappin' bull crap is what I'm dumpin'
Ain't nothin' sucker 'bout Kris Kross, we all that
So when they ask, "Do they rock?" Say, "Believe that"
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
(Jump, jump)
The Mac Dad'll make ya (jump, jump)
Daddy Mac'll make ya (jump, jump)
Kris Kross'll make ya (jump, jump)
I like my stuff knockin' (knockin')
I love it when the girlies be like jockin'