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Oh yes, is special
This is direct from what we 'The Funk House'
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 American

The bigger nigga is back and I'm on the track
As a matter of fact, I'm all
So, ring around the Rosie, oopsy,
Topsy turvy, you never of me, you don't deserve me

Fly Knievel, drive like a BMW
You knew I could bring trouble to
A cordless, you afford 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 you can't understand)
Tell me y'all, the man?

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

Yes, too many brothers be moves or frontin' grooves
Peace to all the 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 your fantasy, don't stay, I ain't
When I to juggle 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 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 silly Sally from the

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

the man?
(The Heavster, keeps on slipping)

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

Back in the day, I used to punch clocks, now I'm props
And countin' loot and shootin' hoops and cute
In tailored suits, made for the weight lover
Undercover, cover

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

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

Honey dips, grips
I know the difference 'cause I learned tricks in the mix
(Here is something you understand)
So, tell me y'all, who's the

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

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

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