Mack Ain't you tired of that mark smackin' you in your face baby? Daddy You better roll with the big mack, the man with the Daddy Gotta big snake, all you gotta do is make it dance, you know I'm sayin' Mack
I'm to another neighborhood Me 'n my boyz, up to no miniskirts 'n the ride is packed Rollin' to a mall called Cruisin' 'n the cops like that the mall once 'n don't come back Four-door Rolls with the exterior Turbo Bentley, white A Rolls Royce big black men In the suburbs, messin' citizens Walkin' in the mall, looka how I Sloppy brothers make the females blitz Big long starters, black low Mack hat got me lookin' like Pops But that's cool, 'cause, I'm mackin' 'N your females my 'N I'm callin' out skirts like D we missed ya, get wit' me Comin', runnin, your gunnin' The big is so cunnin' Some of my home boys me They get a microphone, then try to me But you slip, sayin' what's up Mix? Boy I'm hip to tricks
I'm the Mack Mack Yeah no reason to bet ya I'm the Mack Daddy Steadily Daddy
Kickin' in a up Lamborgini If your females she gots to see me 'Cause I'm the of the roll outs Daddy is back still runnin' my mouth I see a on the SeaTac strip My Lamborgini's get grip So I pull up on to The I start frontin', 'cause I get jocked off the gas, whipped out my cash 'N one girls starts to But I'm still 'N my game is on, so I my move Say, you in the pants I'm a step close to ya, but I won't 'N you laughin' at All the start pointin' at my hat 'N I'm a wit' 'em, 'cause I just wanna get wit' 'em I hit 'em, I just wanna stick 'em So I baby girl to the side She she likes my car I said take a So we up the doors on the Contach But gettin' in a is hard So I baby girl by the rear end I thought she need help gettin' in So I the do' 'N now you Daddy is about to sco' The said, baby you can have me So I stopped at the 'Cause I'm the Mack
Daddy All you all marks know Mack I'm the Mack Mack Yew
I don't smoke no weed, but I to G I don't mean O.G., I mean sex a brother like me don't date I sling 'n tapes The Rhyme with the Def American Gettin' brothers like Farrakhan 'N I'm my ladies pumps In the backa my I humps I'm 'n proud To with cool, I'm G'in' 'em loud Other at the hotel gets no rest 'Cause bumpin' them headrests She got for days Other is pullin' up But she ain't 'Cause I laid my like a concrete slab She's the kinda skirt a mack have Rollin', her off 'N some fool tried to me soft He's in a one seven two skin head caddy A old superfly mack So my girl stepped out 'n he to mack But she ain't that You see your is weak, G My girl, I slappin', I'm mackin' 'N
Mack I'm the Daddy Daddy I'm the Mack Daddy Come over here and get some of this Daddy I'm the Mack