TobyMac - Mac Daddy (Tru's Reality)

Dad, uh, when we gonna order this Mac?
You got the cash?
I'm, I'm close
That's what I thought

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 U-G, L to the Y
I'd do almost anything to make that Macbook fly
Yo I'll teach Judah to cross it over
Then play chess all day with Moses
I'll take Leo to the Franklin Fair
Dad, I'd even braid Marlee'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 wanna earn a Mac this summer?
Yes, sir
Music for the people
Yeah, man, we got that soul sauce
Soul sauce?

Written by:
Jesse Frasure, Toby Mckeehan, Truett Mckeehan

Publisher:
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing

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