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