Mack Daddy Lyrics - Mack Daddy - Sir Mixalot

*SPOKEN* 

Mack Daddy 

Ain't 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 I'm sayin' 

Mack Daddy 

*RAP* 

I'm 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 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, 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 that's cool, 'cause, I'm mackin' anyway 

'N your females my prey 

'N I'm 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 ain't slip, sayin' 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 mackin' 

Mack Daddy 

Kickin' 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 runnin' 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 frontin', '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 laughin' at 

All the girls start pointin' 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 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 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 

Gettin' brothers sprung like Farrakhan 

'N I'm stuffin' my ladies pumps 

In the backa my Benz I humps 

I'm nasty 'n proud 

To hell with cool, I'm G'in' '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 ain't phased 

'Cause I laid my game like a concrete slab 

She's the kinda skirt a mack gotta have 

Rollin', showin' 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 havin' that 

You see your game is weak, G 

My girl, I ain't slappin', I'm mackin' 

'N rappin' 

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