Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make ya Jump Jump
The Daddy Mac will make ya Jump Jump
Kris Kross will make ya Jump Jump
Dont try to compare us to another bad little fad
Im the Mac and Im bad givin ya something that you never had
Ill make ya rump rump wiggle and shake your rump
Cause Ill be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna Jump
How high? Real high
Cause Im just so fly
A young loveable, huggable type of guy
And everything is to the back with a little slack
Cause inside-out its wiggida wiggida wiggida wack
I come stompin with somethin pump to keep you jumpin
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Im in love with you, girl
Cause youre on my mind
Youre the one I think about most every time
And when you pack a smile in everything you do
Dont you understand, girl, this love is true
Your sophisticated hand knows how to sweeten things
That came like a brush up on your skin
Itlightens up my day and thats oh so true
Together were one, separated were two
To make you all mine, all mine is my desire
Cause you contain a quality that I admire
Youre pretty and simple, you rule my world
So try to understand
Im in love girl
Im so in love girl
Im just in love girl, and this is true
Girl you know its true, oh, oh, oh
I love you
Yes you know its true, oh, oh, oh
I love you
Girl you know its true
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FREEZE! Im Ma Baker — put your hands in the air,
gimme all your money
— This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat
from ol Chicago town
She was the meanest cat
In old Chicago town
She was the meanest cat
She really moved them down
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all
She was the meanest cat
Oh she was really tough
She left her husband flat
He wasnt tough enough
She took her boys along
cos they were mean and strong
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die
They left a trail of crime
Across the U.S.A.
And when one boy was killed
She really made them pay
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die
she met a man she liked
she thought shed stay with him
one day he formed with them
they did away with him
she didnt care at all
just didnt care at all
— Here is a special bulletin.
Ma Baker is the FBIs most wanted woman.
Her photo is hanging on every post office wall.
If you have any information about this woman,
please contact the nearest police station…
— Dont anybody move! The money or your lives!
One day they robbed a bank
it was their last foray
the cops appeared too soon
they couldnt get away
and all the loot they had
it made them mighty mad
and so they shot it out
Ma Baker and her sons
they didnt want to hang
they died with blazing guns
and so the story ends
of one who left no friends
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die
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