[Intro]
Ah you hear this?
Ada big belly guy I telling be talking
By my side is my version Biggie Smalls Ya? (no question, no question)
From Brooklyn Ya! (Representing`, uhh)
Comfortable calling in NBA stars,
wiggity wiggity wiggity wiggle wiggity why
Come in Biggie and let them understand
[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G. & Heavy D]
[Biggie Smalls]
Not even Stan the man could withstand the lyrical punch
You nibble on my double dribble or alley-oop and monster dunk. (Ah hah, ya heard this?)
Dig in the trunk Mark Jackson even Bill Paxton
Give me my props at the lyrical waxin (ya heard)
[Heavy D]
Ya heard, kill the beam cause the heavy one`s coming
Shot are being blocked and the funky drum is drumming
That`s one of those set`s where ya gotta get wreck or get wrecked
No time flex, Heavy D is on the set, so what`s next?
[Biggie Smalls]
I`m stripping like Scottie Pippen giving the serious butt kicking
Breaking bones like Karl Malone yeah I`m flippin`
Or Isaiah, say ya prayer when I step inta your layer
Leave the lane clear; I`m welfare like Lambier
[Heavy D]
Now in case you didn`t know it`s a funk flow slide show
Hip hop here we go, how did ya know the big belly pro
Doing his thing Ting-a-ling-a-ling ting-a-ling-aling
I`m the man, yes I am, now watch me jam, who I am?
[Chorus x4]
Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
[Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G. & Heavy D]
[Heavy D]
This time it ain`t the shoes, it ain`t the shoes, I swear it`s me
(Who that?) The H to the E to the A or Y Vesty
I slam a dunk bunk I make a funky feel the funk
I don`t know what it is but I got blue funk inside my dunk
[Biggie Smalls]
One in the chamber like Chambers,
Getting` that close range like Danny ainge nobody is stranger
Than the Biggie Smalls, the Brooklyn thumper
With the wicked jumper you like the way I freak the double jumper
[Heavy D]
Jump shots, jump shots, I got them for days
Call me radar; I`m a star I don`t miss them far
A funky dribbler ball handler rough for a verangular
Giving props there you want cocks and I`m slamming them
[Biggie Smalls]
Rebounding, Outstanding, no one surrounding
I`m screwing and doing like I was Ewing
The only one soaring and scoring is Jordan (Ah heh ah heh)
He must of had his wheaties this morning
[Chorus x4]
Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
[Verse Three: Tru Kula]
(Yeah)
Hey maa! Pass my kicks with the ill grip, quick
Watch it wreck, use the number one draft pick
In my district I`m slick with the b-ball
Your curious ask the Heavy or the Notorious
Biggie, who can check me, can he see me?
I`m ghost like the board slave, five coast to coast
Cause I`m the dread not the baldhead
With the ill vertical, like my man Spud Webb (uh hahaha)
Don`t push your luck I won`t spear chuck a 20-footer
Gripping the archive for great sky hook
Look, who`s that? You never heard of me
Ever seen a structure that fits in a jersey
Could you flow like the general on the hard wood?
To black top courts in ya neighborhood
Yo, Biggie`s on the low post, heavens to swing man
Eh yo, check out the jam
[Chorus Fades Out]
Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
[Music fades out]
