I'm The Man (Album Version (Explicit)) ft. Red Cafe Lyrics

I'm The Man ft. Red Cafe - Fabolous

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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!)