Lyrics:

"Dad, uh when we gonna order this Mac?"

"You got the cash?"

"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 dont grow on trees

I want a Mac laptop, packaging so posh
Fits like a glove in that tiny little white box
Pretty as a picture but it aint 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 back seat
So please give me a job so I can stack that paper
(rock the beat)
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 dont grow on trees

Yo Im saving for a laptop and looking for some work
5 bucks an hour and Im willing to serve
Aint no job to UG, L to the Y
Id do almost anything to make that Macbook fly
Yo Ill teach Judah to cross it over
Then play chess all day with Moses
Ill take Leo to the Franklin Fair
Dad, Id 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 dont 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
Serving up them Jesus freaks

Show me how to do it, drop that beat
Show me how to do it, drop that beat

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 dont 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
Serving up them Jesus freaks

"So you really want to earn a Mac this summer?"

"Yessir."

"Music for the people."

"Yeah man, we got that soul sauce..."

"Soul sauce!?!"