It Don't Stop

Party people! Hah, your dreams have now been fulfilled

Get out your seats, and let's get in!

That's right y'all, we're not just rough, (rough!) we're more than tough, (tough!)

And when it comes to rhymes? Ha ha, yuh, yuh, yuh

It's like this y'all, (This y'all!)

That y'all, (That y'all!)

I'm called the Daddy Mac and I'm back y'all, (Back y'all!)

Bustin' routines like them niggas in the '80s

Krossed out, no doubt, getting all the ladies

Pulsate, (Dominate!) up above!

Chillin' and I'm willin' gettin' nothin' but love!

Creatin' devastatin' in da place to be

It's the nigga that them niggas call the M-A-C!

Big makin', never fakin' chillin' all of the time!

Cold playin', rhyme's sayin', and I gets mine!

I spit (Rap!) not (Crap!), I do not sing

You wanna show? Lemme know, just give us a ring

It's like that y'all, (That y'all) I'm just keepin' it on

Mac Daddy, my man, 'til the break of dawn rock! (Rock!)

I never hesitate to call ya (Whack!) if ya (Whack!)

Put a gat on your (Back!), for talking all that smack!

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

Servin' all them little fools for the 9 Trey like this!

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

Servin' all them little fools for the 9 Trey like this!

Take a, take a, take a stand, my man, and I won't see

'Cause I'm the real deal like Coke is it

And you won't find my name in the yellow page

'Cause the Mac always speaks when he's on the stage

It's just two Emcees and one DJ

We get at least 50 G's, when we play

So Daddy Mac, my man, my mellow my ace why don't ya

Get on the mic and go rock the place!

My rock is hard, (Hard!)

You can't pull my card, (Card!)

I'm a shining star, (Star!)

Shining near and far, (Far!)

Shining like the sun, shooting like a gun

(Boyega, Boyega!) So ya niggas better run

'Cause these Emcees and Emcees that play

We rock shock the mic all night and day!

So jump back, and feel the wrath of a bomb

Here it comes, here it comes, here it Diddy Dum comes!

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

Servin' all them little fools for the 9 Trey like this!

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

And it don't stop and it don't quit

Servin' all them little fools for the 9 Trey like this!

Word up, Kris Kross bring it down for the 9 Trey

Giving the proper dudes to them niggas in the old school

So you better believe that, peace

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