Willie Hutch - Theme Of The Mack lyrics

Listen, to me, everybody While a tell you a story About "The Mack" Hey, Hey, Hey He knew what he had it together He had a masterplan The facts the pusherman could've told me another mack Had plans to keep him down 'Cause they knew he'd be bigger and better at the game That he would be k**ed or retire, Yeah, yeah, yeah With a little, little loot, shiny diamonds, he got it The heip, you know his feet With chips from the blind man They knew he'd be, the baddest mack on the street! Whoa! He's got to be on his job. he cant be steeped, stooped! He's got to show 'em mercy, lazy needs a show like that If your lame, who I'm talkin' bout? "The Mack"! Girl, I'm talking 'bout Goldie, to go with, and ohhh! Get down, get down! Alright! Doo da loop da doop doop! Whoa, yeah! Oh, I'm tryin' to tell ya', Ha, ha What's right and what's wrong But, the name of the game, with a big-time player Is to be played, or to play on! Whoa! He's got to be on his job, and yeah, never, never Gets no sleep, Nooooooo! He's got to show 'em mercy, lazy needs a show like that If you don't know who I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin 'bout "The Mack"! Yeah! Ho, I'm talkin' bout Goldie, yeah! He's got to show 'em mercy! Lazy needs a show like that If you don't know who I'm talkin' 'bout - I'm The Mack, yeah! I'm talkin' bout Goldie! Whoa, I'm talkin' bout Goldie!