Who’s the Man?

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh yes this is special This is direct from what we call The Funk House This is a Tony Dofat one Know what I'm sayin And this is how it's done [Verse One] I did good in my hood as a youngsta The Heavster was never a punkster No sir No ma'am Hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed I dug Soul Train, not American Bandstand The bigger nigga is back And I'm on the right track As a matter of fact, I'm all that So ring around the Rosie, oopsy-daisy Topsy turvy, you never heard of me You don't deserve me Fly like an eagle, drive like a BMW You never knew I could bring trouble to A cordless you can't afford this Don't get aboard this flavor Unless you got the fever flavor for a Pringle Could be a single Let me see you mingle jingle dangle Sammy Davis Jr. was Mr. Bojangles (Here is something you can't understand) Tell me y'all, who's the man? [Hook] Who's the man? (The Heavster) ("Time keeps on slipping...") Who's the man? (The Heavster) ("Time keeps on slipping...") Who's the man? (The Heavster) ("Time keeps on slipping...") Who's the man? (The Heavster) ("Time keeps on slipping...") [Verse Two] Yes, too many brothers be fakin moves And frontin' grooves Peace to all the brothers on the block Drinkin' and passin' brews Money tried to flip but he got flopped Said it was his corner Let him know his corner's on my block I know your fantasy Don't Stay, I ain't Jodeci When I used to juggle [?] for crumbs You didn't notice me But now you see me in a magazine On your TV screen On the radio, live in stereo, looking clean All of a sudden I'm attractive I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous But back in the day you used to say "You can't afford this..." I wreck shops and got props From New York to Cali I'm Big Willie, you silly Sally from the valley Ain't nuttin' changed Wait a minute, I'm a liar The crib is definitely doper and the girls a lot flyer (Here is something you can't understand) So tell me y'all, who's the man? [Hook] Who's the man? (The Heavster) Who's the man? (The Heavster) Who's the man? (The Heavster) Who's the man? Who's the man? Yes, who's the man? Who's the man? Like I said, this here, is official [Verse Three] Back in the day I used to punch clocks Now I'm drippin props And counting loot, and shootin hoops And looking cute In tailored suits Made for the overweight lover Undercover, over cover You know my M.O I do damo on the stage show I'm gettin' paid by the pound and I got mad flow Flip flop who's the bigger one Quick to figure One, two, 3-2-1 (ah!) Keep 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 goodnight to Johnny Carson And brother wear you rubber Before you catch the Magic in your Johnson Honey dips, money grips I know the difference cause I learned tricks in the ghetto mix (Here is something you can't understand) So tell me y'all, who's the man? [Hook] Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) [Outro] Everything here, is phat Know what I'm sayin? Don't take it the wrong way But I'm lettin you know For the last time This here is official Respect [Hook] Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping) Who's the man (Time keeps on slipping)