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Oh yes, this is
This is direct from what we call 'The Funk
This is a total dope, phat one, know I'm sayin'?
And is how it's done, uh

I did good in my as a youngster
The Heavster was a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson
I dug Soul Train, not Bandstand

The bigger nigga is and I'm on the right track
As a matter of fact, I'm all
So, ring around the Rosie, oopsy,
Topsy turvy, you heard of me, you don't deserve me

Fly Knievel, drive like a BMW
You never knew I bring trouble to
A cordless, you can't this, don't get aboard this flavor
Unless you got the flavor for a Pringle

Come be a single, let me see you mingle, jingle,
Sammy Jr. was Mr. Bo jangles
(Here is something you understand)
me y'all, who's the man?

Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
the man?
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
Who's the
(The Heavster, keeps on slipping)
Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)

Yes, too brothers be fakin' moves or frontin' grooves
to all the brothers on the block, drinkin' and passin' brew
Money tried to flip but he got
Said, it was his corner, let him his corner's on my block

I know fantasy, don't stay, I ain't Jodeci
When I used to y'all was crumbs, who didn't notice me?
But now you see me in a magazine, on your TV
On the radio stereo, lookin' clean

All of a I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous
But in the day you used to say, you can't afford this
I shops and got props from New York to Cali
I'm Big Willie, you silly Sally the valley

Ain't nuttin' changed, wait a minute, I'm a
The crib is definitely and the girls a lot flyer
(Here is you can't understand)
So, tell me y'all, who's the

the man?
(The Heavster, time on slipping)

Who's the man? Who's the man? the man
Phenomenon one, two
Who's the man? Like I said, here, is official

Back in the day, I used to punch clocks, now I'm drippin'
And countin' loot and shootin' and lookin' cute
In suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over

You know my MO, I do damn well on the show
I'm paid by the pound and I got mad flow
Flip flop, who's the bigger one? to figure one
Two, three, two, one, ah

Keep a pen and a pad on
I used to crab the last, now I flow for and I rhyme for cash
I'm glad to say to Johnny Carson
And brother, you rub it 'fore you catch the magic in your Johnson

dips, money grips
I know the difference I learned tricks in the ghetto mix
(Here is something you understand)
So, tell me y'all, the man?

Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)

Everything here, is phat, know I'm sayin'?
take it the wrong way but I'm lettin' you know
For the last time, this is official
is fat

Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
Who's the
(The Heavster, keeps on slipping)
the man?
(The Heavster, keeps on slipping)
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