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Mac Daddy (Tru's Reality)
by tobyMac
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I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
I want a Macintosh laptop, packaging so posh
Fits like a glove in that tiny little white box
Pretty as a picture but it ain’t all show
At 8 Ram deep I be running logic pro
To make my own beats dad
Keep me off the streets dad
An Xbox, would even take a backseat
So please give me a job so I can stack that paper
‘Cause this is major
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
Yo I’m saving for a laptop and looking for some work
Five bucks an hour and I’m willing to serve
Ain’t no job too UG, L to the Y
I’d do almost anything to make that Macbook fly
Yo I’ll teach you to cross it over
Then play chess all day with roses
I’ll take ? to the Franklin Fair
Dad, I’d even braid Marley’s hair
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Servin' up them Jesus Freaks
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Servin' up them Jesus Freaks
So you really want a Mac son?
Yea, sir
Music for the people
Yeah man we got that soul sauce
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
I want a Macintosh laptop, packaging so posh
Fits like a glove in that tiny little white box
Pretty as a picture but it ain’t all show
At 8 Ram deep I be running logic pro
To make my own beats dad
Keep me off the streets dad
An Xbox, would even take a backseat
So please give me a job so I can stack that paper
‘Cause this is major
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
Yo I’m saving for a laptop and looking for some work
Five bucks an hour and I’m willing to serve
Ain’t no job too UG, L to the Y
I’d do almost anything to make that Macbook fly
Yo I’ll teach you to cross it over
Then play chess all day with roses
I’ll take ? to the Franklin Fair
Dad, I’d even braid Marley’s hair
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Servin' up them Jesus Freaks
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don’t grow on trees
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Servin' up them Jesus Freaks
So you really want a Mac son?
Yea, sir
Music for the people
Yeah man we got that soul sauce
