Mack Daddy

(album: Mack Daddy - 1992)

[SPOKEN]
Mack Daddy
Ain't you tired of that gameless mark smacking you in your face baby?
Mack Daddy
You better roll with the big mack, the man with the game
Mack Daddy
Gotta big snake, all you gotta do is make it dance, you know what I'm saying
Mack Daddy

[RAP]

I'm rolling to another neighborhood
Me 'n my boyz, up to no good
Chasing miniskirts 'n the ride is packed
Rolling to a mall called SeaTac
Cruising 'n the cops don't like that
'Round the mall once 'n don't come back
Four-door Rolls with the black exterior
Turbo Bentley, white interior
A Rolls Royce fulla big black men
In the suburbs, messing with citizens
Walking in the mall, looka how I spit
Sloppy dressed brothers make the females blitz
Big long starters, black low tops
Mack daddy hat got me looking like Pops
But that's cool, cuz, I'm macking anyway
'N your females my prey
'N I'm calling out skirts like Chuck D
Sista we missed ya, get wit' me
Coming, runnin, your boyfriends gunning
The big boss is so cunning
Some of my home boys hate me
They get a microphone, then try to take me
But you ain't slip, saying what's up Mix?
Boy I'm hip to your tricks

I'm the Mack Daddy
Mack Daddy
Yeah ain't no reason to bet ya
'Cause I'm the Mack Daddy
Steadily macking
Mack Daddy

Kicking in a buffed up Lamborgini
If your females proper she gots to see me
'Cause I'm the king of the roll outs
Mack Daddy is back still running my mouth
I see a freak on the SeaTac strip
My Lamborgini's brakes get grip
So I pull up on to The Spot
I start fronting, 'cause I wanna get jocked
Topped off the gas, whipped out my cash
'N one girls starts to laugh
But I'm still smooth
'N my game is on, so I make my move
Say, you in the white pants
I'm a step close to ya, but I won't dance
'N what you laughing at
All the girls start pointing at my hat
'N I'm a giggle wit' 'em, 'cause I just wanna get wit' 'em
I don't hit 'em, I just wanna stick 'em
So I pull baby girl to the side
She said she likes my car
I said take a ride
So we flipped up the doors on the Contach
But getting in a Lamborgini is hard
So I grabbed baby girl by the rear end
I thought she might need help getting in
So I clos' the do'
'N now you kno'
Mack Daddy is about to sco'
The girl said, baby you can have me
So I stopped at the tail
'Cause I'm the Mack Daddy

Mack Daddy
All you all gameless marks know
Mack Daddy
I'm the Mack Daddy
Mack Daddy
Yew

I don't smoke no weed, but I like to G
I don't mean O.G., I mean sex baby
'Cause a brother like me don't date
I sling records 'n tapes
The Rhyme Cartel with the Def American
Getting brothers sprung like Farrakhan
'N I'm stuffing my ladies pumps
In the backa my Benz I humps
I'm nasty 'n proud
To hell with cool, I'm G'ing 'em loud
Other people at the hotel gets no rest
'Cause Mixalots bumping them headrests
She got booty for days
Other brothers is pulling up
But she ain't phased
'Cause I laid my game like a concrete slab
She's the kinda skirt a mack gotta have
Rolling, showing her off
'N some fool tried to call me soft
He's in a one nine seven two skin head caddy
A old superfly mack daddy
So my girl stepped out 'n he tried to mack
But she ain't having that
You see your game is weak, G
My girl, I ain't slapping, I'm macking
'N rapping

Mack Daddy
I'm the Mack Daddy
Mack Daddy
I'm the Mack Daddy
Mack Daddy
Come over here and get some of this snake
Mack Daddy
I'm the Mack Daddy