Mr. Big Stuff

Lyrics

[Intro: Jean Knight] Oh yeah Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Oh yeah [Verse 1: Heavy D] I'm rough and tough and all that stuff I make you dance and prance 'til you huff and puff There's just no way you can get enough Of me, your Mr. Big Stuff I'm the overweight-er, prince dominator MC Heavy D, constant weight gainer And since I choose the weight not to lose I will stay this way so that I can bruise (Oh yeah) MC's around who front and frown You go round for round, I go pound for pound At the end of the party when you're sayin' goodnight Don't come to me and say, "Take it light" I'm your Mr. Big Stuff [Chorus: Jean Knight] Who do you think you are? Oh yeah, Mr. Big Stuff Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh [Verse 2: Heavy D] I'm a quick rhyme shooter, rap rookie recruiter I always say could, never ever say coulda I'm healthy and stacked, not a beast or all fat I get applause and awards every time I rap (Oh yeah) I love the way I am, I would never switch I'm the greatest entertainer since a porno flick You move and groove to my funky tune Party people, it's time to make a room for your Mr. Big Stuff [Chorus: Jean Knight] Who do you think you are? Oh yeah, Mr. Big Stuff Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh [Verse 3: Heavy D] Rock it, Big Stuff, the record, me, the mastermind A top dollar money better, go get a, designer A fly girl lover and a woman pleaser Girls come to me, say (Heavy, let me squeeze ya) An incredible, overweight huggable Prince, a bold treat, that's why I'm so lovable I got the knack to keep the fly girls shovin' Two hundred and sixty pounds of good lovin' (Ooh) They all want me, MC Hev D The more of the beef the more there is to squeeze Got the juice to get loose, make you all get up You want a swing, give me a ring, Heavy D, your Mr. Big Stuff [Chorus: Jean Knight] Who do you think you are? Oh yeah, Mr. Big Stuff Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh [Bridge: Heavy D & Jean Knight] Eddie F, break down Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, oh yeah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh [Verse 4: Heavy D] Now I'm the swing beat artist with skills to kill Money earnin' Mt. Vernon's where I live and chill When I walk the streets, I get much respect Get hellos and what-nots from the young'uns and the vets 'Cause I never been beaten, rhymes are pre-sweetened Duck, punk panty emcees start retreatin' 'Cause on Heavy D, you shouldn't be sleepin' Takin' dirty emcees away, I'm sweepin' Got a tower, of power, MC's I devour Every second of the hour, I send 'em to the shower I'm cool, not a fool, from the new school Drinkin' brew by my pool, sittin' on my gold stool Gotta rock, that I drop, like a horse, on the trot When it comes to makin' money, it takes what I got I know you're sayin' to yourself you can't get enough But I'll be back, to attack, Heavy D, your Mr. Big Stuff [Chorus: Jean Knight] Who do you think you are? Oh yeah, Mr. Big Stuff Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh [Outro: Jean Knight] Oh yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh yeah, oh yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah