Excuse me! I happen to be the boss man Excuse me! I happen to be the weatherman Excuse me! I happen to be the ice man Excuse me! I happen to be the dopeman And I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man And I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man
That's me The motherfuckin man, 'Lo-so Due to the present in your past In present where your man bitch?
Yes, I'm the man, yes shorty I'm the man I'm so fly there's no tellin when I'ma land You tryin to come up on somethin mami I'm the player So play the cards you was dealt baby I'm the hand Young Denzel, I'm the inside man They open they legs to let me inside man I work the middle, call it an inside job The hey mon, I got ten side jobs The boss man, the ice man and weatherman The weed man for Redman and Method Man The dope man, the gun man, the mailman The spokesman, the cheer man, the salesman Used to spread the white shit like hail man And I moved more bags than the bellman Now I'm the man of the da-da-da-da-damn If you ain't get the message let me tell you who I am (BITCH~!)
Yeah... I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man Lookin for some good shit, then I'm your man Just say my name three times like Candyman I pop up, fix it up like a handyman You know how the man do, Coupe is all mad new Ginoblis, but the truck is on Kobes Through the bulletproof when you're in the Sport man The slugs come through your window like grown man Aww man~! There go your man again I fifth him up, stiff him up like a mannequin I ain't trippin but dude think he the Man of Steel He slippin up and he don't even see banana peels And one night I made plans to do him The bitch is so easy a caveman could do it She know I'm the man of the da-da-da-da-damn But F-Y-I, let me tell you who I am (BITCH~!)