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Mack
Ain't you tired of that gameless mark smackin' you in your baby?
Mack
You better roll with the big mack, the man with the
Mack
Gotta big snake, all you gotta do is it dance, you know what I'm sayin'
Mack

I'm to another neighborhood
Me 'n my boyz, up to no
Chasin' miniskirts 'n the ride is
Rollin' to a mall SeaTac
Cruisin' 'n the cops don't like
'Round the mall once 'n don't back
Four-door with the black exterior
Bentley, white interior
A Royce fulla big black men
In the suburbs, messin' citizens
in the mall, looka how I spit
Sloppy dressed brothers make the females
Big starters, black low tops
Mack daddy hat got me like Pops
But cool, 'cause, I'm mackin' anyway
'N females my prey
'N I'm callin' out like Chuck D
we missed ya, get wit' me
Comin', runnin, your gunnin'
The big is so cunnin'
of my home boys hate me
They get a microphone, then try to me
But you ain't slip, sayin' what's up
Boy I'm hip to tricks

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

in a buffed up Lamborgini
If females proper she gots to see me
'Cause I'm the king of the outs
Mack Daddy is back runnin' my mouth
I see a freak on the strip
My Lamborgini's get grip
So I pull up on to The
I start frontin', I wanna get jocked
off the gas, whipped out my cash
'N one girls to laugh
But I'm smooth
'N my is on, so I make my move
Say, you in the white
I'm a step to ya, but I won't dance
'N what you at
All the girls pointin' at my hat
'N I'm a giggle 'em, 'cause I just wanna get wit' 'em
I don't hit 'em, I just wanna 'em
So I pull girl to the side
She she likes my car
I said take a
So we up the doors on the Contach
But in a Lamborgini is hard
So I baby girl by the rear end
I she might need help gettin' in
So I the do'
'N now you
Mack is about to sco'
The girl said, baby you can me
So I stopped at the
'Cause I'm the Mack

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

I don't smoke no weed, but I to G
I don't O.G., I mean sex baby
'Cause a brother me don't date
I records 'n tapes
The Rhyme Cartel the Def American
brothers sprung like Farrakhan
'N I'm my ladies pumps
In the my Benz I humps
I'm 'n proud
To hell cool, I'm G'in' 'em loud
Other people at the gets no rest
'Cause Mixalots bumpin' them
She got booty for
Other brothers is up
But she ain't
'Cause I laid my like a concrete slab
She's the kinda skirt a mack gotta
Rollin', her off
'N some fool tried to me soft
He's in a one nine two skin head caddy
A old superfly mack
So my girl stepped out 'n he tried to
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