text: Ah you hear this?
  Ada big belly guy I telling be talking
  By my side is my version Biggie Smalls Ya? 
  From Brooklyn Ya! 
  Comfortable calling in NBA stars
  Wiggity wiggity wiggity wiggle wiggity why
  Come in Biggie and let them understand
  Not even Stan The Man could withstand the lyrical punch
  You nibble on my double dribble or alley-oop and the monster dunk. 
  Dig in the trunk Mark Jackson even Bill Paxton
  Give me my props at the lyrical waxin 
  Ya heard, kill the beam cause the heavy ones coming
  Shot are being blocked and the funky drum is drumming
  Thats one of those sets where ya gotta get wreck or get wrecked
  No time to flex, Heavy D is on the set, so whats next?
  Im stripping like Scottie Pippen giving the serious butt kicking
  Breaking bones like Karl Malone, yeah Im flippin
  Or Isaiah, say ya prayer when I step inta your lair
  Leave the lane clear; Im welfare like Lambier
  Now in case you didnt know its a funk flow side show
  Hip hop here we go, howd ya know the big belly pros
  Doing his thing Ting-a-ling-a-ling ting-a-ling-aling
  Im the man, yes I am, now watch me jam, who I am?
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam 
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  This time it aint the shoes, it aint the shoes, I swear its me
   The H to the E to the A or Y -dash- D
  I slam a dunk a bunk, I make a flunky feel the funk
  I dont know what it is but I got blue funk inside my trunk
  One in the chamber like Chambers
  Gettin 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
  Jump shots, jump shots, I got them for days
  Call me radar; Im a star I dont miss from far
  A funky dribbler ball handler rough for a verangular
  Giving props there you want cocks and Im slamming them
  Rebounding, Outstanding, no one surrounding
  Im screwing and doing like I was Ewing
  The only one soaring and scoring is Jordan 
  He musta had his Wheaties this morning!
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam
  Hey maa! Pass my kicks with the ill grip, quick
  Watch it wreck, use the number one draft pick
  In my district Im slick with the b-ball
  Your curious ask the Heavy or the Notorious
  Biggie, who can check me, can he see me?
  Im ghost like the board slave, five coast to coast
  Cause Im the dread not the baldhead
  With the ill vertical, like my man Spud Webb 
  Dont push your luck I wont spear chuck a 20-footer
  Gripping the archive for great sky hook
  Look, whos 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, Biggies on the low post, heavens to swing man
  Eh yo, check out the jam
  Ohh jam, here comes the man hot dam, jam