mc chris number one with the ladies Gotcha foaming at the mouth like a dog with rabies
The biddies with the shitties that drive Jimmy dizzy at the mini-mall Arbie's sauce on my lapel I'm chilling at the purfume counter so I can smell Bring on wheezes and Caesars Have me over for dinner and let me eat your feces I go to pieces cause I fall in love five times a day my name is mc chris before you buy like doing KLJ
with the ladies so the crowd keeps shouting You can't help it if you find him attractive 'Cause mc chris is the mother fucking mac shit
As in in like Flynn so let me begin Obviously I'm mc word I deserve it As for the many cuties that let me berserk it I work the circuit from XLR to RCA I get up on the mic about every damn day All the way from Sante Fay over to the Ukraine I get more insane than my boy Billy Zane On the Titanic leaving all the ladies in a Leonardo panic Not a manic but I turn it like it's static I lock them upstairs just like flowers in the attic Like she was Kimmy Gibbler and I was Bob Saget
with the ladies so the crowd keeps shouting You can't help it if you find him attractive 'Cause mc chris is the mother fucking mac shit
I get up on the mic til I leave all the ladies fainting In my life it's always raining It's me wearing hoes with big ass butts We've been known to party We've been known to strip and shake our bodies You like our show? You like our sound? Motherfucker put your money down
with the ladies so the crowd keeps shouting You can't help it if you find him attractive 'Cause mc chris is the mother fucking mac shit