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

I did in my hood as a youngster
The was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael jammed
I dug Soul Train, not Bandstand

The bigger is back and I'm on the right track
As a of fact, I'm all that
So, ring around the Rosie, oopsy,
Topsy turvy, you never heard of me, you deserve me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who's the man? the man? Who's the man
one, phenomenon 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 loot and shootin' hoops and lookin' cute
In suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, cover

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

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

Honey dips, money
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)

here, is phat, know what I'm sayin'?
Don't take it the wrong way but I'm you know
For the last time, here is official
is fat

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