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 SIR MIX-A-LOT - Mack Daddy Lyrics

*spoken*
Mack daddy
Aint you tired of that gameless mark smackin 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 Im sayin
Mack daddy

*rap*

Im rollin to another neighborhood
Me n my boyz, up to no good
Chasin miniskirts n the ride is packed
Rollin to a mall called seatac
Cruisin n the cops dont like that
round the mall once n dont come back
Four-door rolls with the black exterior
Turbo bentley, white interior
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A rolls royce fulla big black men
In the suburbs, messin with citizens
Walkin 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 lookin like pops
But thats cool, cuz, Im mackin anyway
n your females my prey
n Im callin out skirts like chuck d
Sista we missed ya, get wit me
Comin, runnin, your boyfriends gunnin
The big boss is so cunnin
Some of my home boys hate me
They get a microphone, then try to take me
But you aint slip, sayin whats up mix?
Boy Im hip to your tricks

Im the mack daddy
Mack daddy
Yeah aint no reason to bet ya
cause Im the mack daddy
Steadily mackin
Mack daddy

Kickin in a buffed up lamborgini
If your females proper she gots to see me
cause Im the king of the roll outs
Mack daddy is back still runnin my mouth
I see a freak on the seatac strip
My lamborginis brakes get grip
So I pull up on to the spot
I start frontin, cause I wanna get jocked
Topped off the gas, whipped out my cash
n one girls starts to laugh
But Im still smooth
n my game is on, so I make my move
Say, you in the white pants
Im a step close to ya, but I wont dance
n what you laughin at
All the girls start pointin at my hat
n Im a giggle wit em, cause I just wanna get wit em
I dont 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 gettin in a lamborgini is hard
So I grabbed baby girl by the rear end
I thought she might need help gettin 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 Im the mack daddy

Mack daddy
All you all gameless marks know
Mack daddy
Im the mack daddy
Mack daddy
Yew

I dont smoke no weed, but I like to g
I dont mean o.g., I mean sex baby
cause a brother like me dont date
I sling records n tapes
The rhyme cartel with the def american
Gettin brothers sprung like farrakhan
n Im stuffin my ladies pumps
In the backa my benz I humps
Im nasty n proud
To hell with cool, Im gin em loud
Other people at the hotel gets no rest
cause mixalots bumpin them headrests
She got booty for days
Other brothers is pullin up
But she aint phased
cause I laid my game like a concrete slab
Shes the kinda skirt a mack gotta have
Rollin, showin her off
n some fool tried to call me soft
Hes 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 aint havin that
You see your game is weak, g
My girl, I aint slappin, Im mackin
n rappin

Mack daddy
Im the mack daddy
Mack daddy
Im the mack daddy
Mack daddy
Come over here and get some of this snake
Mack daddy
Im the mack daddy