Marky Mark And The Funky Bunch Super Cool Mack Daddy Lyrics

[Verse 1: Marky Mark]
Check, check it one time
Never wanted to rip a rhyme this much in my life
But mugs act trife and try to live supercool
Freeze 'em they might as well been frostin'
'Cause I'm the baddest white boy in Boston
Be on tour chumps be back at home tryin' to front
But that's all right though
Front the way you fucking want
Most of all be tryin' to act up for what?
Sweatin' anybody in the neighborhood who drops a cut
Your ass is to busy hockin' the next man
Word to Don you should be worrying about tryin' to expand
Yes I'm the Mack steady havin' ruff raps for your tracks
I'm all that, and plus it keeps my pockets fat
Your bum rush couldn't stop me if you got me
Your words are too choppy and your crews rolls sloppy
Yo that's enough shit to drive your ass batty
Marky Mark A Super Cool Mack Daddy

[Chorus]
Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')
Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)
Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')
Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

[Verse 2: Marky Mark]
Well it's me MC Mark-O Cherokee Jeep, black like charcoal
With the kit ya hear my shit throughout your district
So you figure you wanna do with this white boy cooly
You bes' a go run get your tooly
And the first one to step is gettin' snuffed
Cock diesel ruff and tuff you can't get enough
Raps are ran like a marathon runner makes you wonder what crew
I'm rollin under?
Cheezy rat, Donnie D production force is
All about makin' amends with no losses
But of course you're gonna sweat I'll make you
Sweat me, that's right chump I'll make you never forget me
Hell no I'm not a rap devil going out like rebel
And when it comes to rhymes I got several
No sleep I'm up in the morning like Matty
[?] right a Super Cool Mack Daddy

[Chorus]
Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')
Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)
Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')
Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

[Verse 3: Marky Mark]
Livin' like a gangster kid you can see me
I'm mackin' like a pro when I rip like so
I roll through the streets pumpin' tracks by the crew
I used to drink a brew
But now I like to rip a show or two
See I'm coolin' much harder than your father
But kids still sweat me, tryin' to upset me. Why Bother?
This time around I'm stompin' heads in the ground
Like a soldier, so kid don't say i never told ya
You never thought the M.W. could bring trouble to your block
With crazy ruff rhymes in stock
I'm in there like a strong gust of wind yeah
Cuttin' through your crew like the hawk when I spark
The dark shit Monk-D's prone to drop hits
Leaving all them mugs on my [?] with fits
You hear my Cherokee comin' from three blocks fat
It rocks gee
A crazy Super Cool Mack Daddy!

[Chorus]
Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')
Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)
Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')
Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)