Dwight Arrington Myers (May 24, 1967 – November 8, 2011), better known as Heavy D, was a Jamaican-born American rapper, record producer, singer, actor, and former leader of Heavy D & the Boyz, a hip hop group which included G-Whiz (Glen Parrish), "Trouble" T. Roy (Troy Dixon), and Eddie F (born Edward Ferrell). The group maintained a sizable audience in the United States through most of the 1990s. The five albums the group released were produced by Teddy Riley, Marley Marl, his cousin Pete Rock and Eddie F.
Myers was born on May 24, 1967 in Mandeville, Jamaica, the son of Eulahlee Lee, a nurse, and Clifford Vincent Myers, a machine technician. His family moved to Mount Vernon, New York, in the early 1970s, where he was raised.
Heavy D & the Boyz were the first group signed to Uptown Records, with Heavy D as the frontman and only rapper, and Eddie F was his business partner in the group and one of his producers. The other two members, T-Roy and G-Wiz were the dancers. Their debut, Living Large, was released in 1987. The album was a commercial success; Big Tyme was a breakthrough that included four hits.
Antonio Hardy (born September 10, 1968) better known by his stage name Big Daddy Kane, is a Grammy Award-winning American rapper who started his career in 1986 as a member of the rap group the Juice Crew. He is widely considered to be one of the most influential and skilled MCs in Hip Hop. Regarding the name Big Daddy Kane, he said: "The Big Daddy part and the Kane part came from two different things. The Kane part came from my fascination with the martial arts flicks when I was young. The Big Daddy came from something that happened on a ski trip one time involving a young lady."
In 1984, Kane became friends with Biz Markie, and he would co-write some of Biz's best-known lyrics. Both eventually became important members of the Queens-based Juice Crew, a collective headed by renowned producer Marley Marl. Kane signed with Marl's Cold Chillin' Records label in 1987 and debuted the following year with the 12" single "Raw," an underground hit. Kane is known for his ability to syncopate over faster hip hop beats, and despite his asthmatic condition he is acknowledged as one of the pioneering masters of fast-rap. His sense of style is renowned and set a number of late-1980s and early-1990s hip hop trends (high-top fades, velour suits, and four-finger rings). The backronym "King Asiatic Nobody's Equal" is often applied to his moniker.
Peter Phillips (born June 21, 1970), better known by his stage name Pete Rock, is an American record producer, DJ and rapper. He rose to prominence in the early 1990s as one half of the critically acclaimed group Pete Rock & CL Smooth. After the duo went their separate ways, Rock continued with a solo career that has garnered him worldwide respect, though little in the way of mainstream success. Along with groups such as Stetsasonic, A Tribe Called Quest, The Roots and Gang Starr, Rock played a major role in the merging of elements from jazz into hip hop music (also known as jazz rap). He is widely recognized as one of the greatest hip hop producers of all time, and is often mentioned alongside DJ Premier, the RZA, and J Dilla as one of the mainstays of 1990s East Coast hip hop production. Pete Rock is also the older brother and younger cousin, respectively, of rappers Grap Luva and the late Heavy D.
Pete Rock was born in The Bronx, New York, the sixth of seven children of Jamaican immigrant parents. His family moved to Mount Vernon, New York when he was seven years old. During high school, he met his future recording partner CL Smooth. According to Rock, his father was also a part-time DJ who had an impressive record collection. Rock would often accompany his father to a cricket club called Wembley in The Bronx and watch as he spun records for the guests. His first job was as a paperboy, in his neighborhood.
Heavy D & The Boyz - Now That We Found Love ft. Aaron Hall
Heavy D & The Boyz - Nuttin' But Love
Heavy D. & The Boyz - We Got Our Own Thang
Heavy D & The Boyz - Is It Good To You
Heavy D - Big Daddy
RIP - Heavy D - Last Performance At 2011 BET Hip Hop Awards
Heavy D & The Boyz - Somebody For Me
Heavy D & The Boyz - The Overweight Lovers In The House
Heavy D & The Boyz - Mr. Big Stuff
Heavy D & The Boyz - Got Me Waiting
HEAVY D, BLOOD SACRIFICE & SUN WORSHIP (Part 1)
Heavy D & The Boyz - Girls They Love Me
Soul For Real - Candy Rain (Remix) ft. Heavy D
Heavy D and The Boys on The Arsenio Hall Show in 1989
Plot
Nisi and Mickey are girlfriends who work as waitresses. To get the necessary money for opening their dream restaurant they fly to California to audition for a music video. There Nisi is asked by the nephew of Mr.Blakemore's (who is video director) to act for a week as granddaughter of Lily, Mr.Blakemores one true love, whom he lost long ago and couldn't pursue because she was his family's housekeeper. They revive Blakemore's interest for life, and he teaches them to be "Black American Princesses" in return.
Keywords: acronym-in-title, actress, airplane, ambition, asterisk-in-title, beauty-salon, beverly-hills, bidet, burglar, butler
These Pretty Women... Are Clueless!
Nate: Now why did you have to burn my toast, baby?::Nisi: Now you know said you wanted everything well done.
Isaac: I'm calling the police. You two have been stealing - from my uncle.::Manley: No... The girls had nothing to do with it.::[looks at Antonio]::Manley: It was Antonio.::Isaac: Antonio...::Antonio: Isaac, our plan could still work! It could be our words against theirs. Her fingerprints are still on the safe, man!::Isaac: I don't know what you're talking about! What plan? I'm calling the police...
[looking up at painting on a wall]::James: Now, look at the picture! Look at the picture! Who does this picture remind you of?::James, Ali: Laquisha Jenkins!::Ali: UGGH... THAT'S NASTY!
Mickey: My food is created to nourish the soul, okay? I haven't used pork since Thelma was on Good Times about to marry Ibe, the African prince and I said, "No, no, no, I'm waiting on my African prince to be my baby's daddy, so I stopped use pork,because I started using chicken broth, cause I couldn't be doin that! So I don't know what you talking about." See what I cook is much healthier than that *bird* stuff Alfred is cookin' for him!"
Nisi: You remember when we took those CPR classes?::Mickey: Yeah - All the cute guys were in there.::Nisi: Didn't you learn anything?::Mickey: No... But I met James.::Nisi: Shh... we gonna check his heart to see if it's still beating... Go on. Check it.::Mickey: You check it.::Nisi: You check it.::Mickey: You check it...::Nisi: YOU CHECK IT! It's on yo side!::Mickey: [Mickey laid her head against Mr. B's neck to see if he was still alive] He's alive!::Nisi: I'm going to bed!::Mickey: Nisi? Nisi? Nisi!
Nisi: Now at the audition I didn't do the best I could...::Heavy D: Hey! Ain't you that girl that hit the other girl in the face with your hair?::Nisi: Uh huh...::Heavy D: Oh no... I seen all you can do, Hon...::Mickey: Naw, naw. She can really dance...::Heavy D: No, I seen all you could do - you could hurt somebody::Mickey: No, she can dance and I'm the next Monifa::Nisi: She is!::Heavy D: Oh - you the next Monifa?::Mickey: Yea... look here - This the "Mickey remix..." Check this out... IT'S BEEN TOO LONG SINCE YOU BEEN GO-ONE... FEELS GOOD WHEN I'M WITH-CHU... I MISS YOU COME BACK HOME...
Mickey: You think Ali and James miss us?::Nisi: I don't know, but I know I miss my man...::Mickey: Uh uh... you NEED to scoot over cause I ain't got no problem sleepin' on this expensive white carpet, cause I know it's poodle hair.
James: See you deserve this kinda stuff...::[hanging head to "cry"]::James: but I just can't give it to you... You deserve nice stuff... You deserve a big ol' house... and you - you deserve your own back yard... and - and everyone else got a - a little white dog, why you can have one? I wanna take you out to dinner... everytime we go out, we gotta watch - other people eat... HELL I wanna eat too! And - and you need some clothes... W-w-why should you have to wear your Sunday clothes on Wednesday? Now look girl... don't think a dude a punk cause he crying like a little girl - but you're my queen... and I Lah-Love you!::Mickey: Oh James you ain't never said nothin' like this... Don't said it if you don't mean it!::[knocks James into a fountain]::James: I MEAN IIIIIIIIIIIIT!
Mickey: ...A-re-ah-der-chee to you too... and some mozzerella and fettichinni... Hell yea!
Mickey: Lead the way Alfred.::Manley: The name is Manly, Manly will do very nicely thank you!... Who's Alfred?::Mickey: You know, Batman's homeboy!::Nisi: Oh Mick, now I see what-chu was sayin'.::Mickey: You would be so good in the sequel.::Nisi: Snap! He'd be phat!::Mickey: He would! All you gotta say is, "Batman to da cave!" and everybody lose they job that day... and you get THAT job. *Heavy Chuckle* TO THA CAAAAAAAVE.::Nisi: Ask him to say it Mick!::Mickey: Nah, I already done called the man "Alfred."::Nisi: Oh come on.::Mickey: No, I just wanna know where we sleepin tonight!
Heavy D & The Boyz - Now That We Found Love ft. Aaron Hall
Heavy D & The Boyz - Nuttin' But Love
Heavy D. & The Boyz - We Got Our Own Thang
Heavy D & The Boyz - Is It Good To You
Heavy D - Big Daddy
RIP - Heavy D - Last Performance At 2011 BET Hip Hop Awards
Heavy D & The Boyz - Somebody For Me
Heavy D & The Boyz - The Overweight Lovers In The House
Heavy D & The Boyz - Mr. Big Stuff
Heavy D & The Boyz - Got Me Waiting
HEAVY D, BLOOD SACRIFICE & SUN WORSHIP (Part 1)
Heavy D & The Boyz - Girls They Love Me
Soul For Real - Candy Rain (Remix) ft. Heavy D
Heavy D and The Boys on The Arsenio Hall Show in 1989
Heavy D & The Boyz - Don't You Know
Heavy D & The Boyz- More Bounce
Heavy D - Black Coffee .....[R.I.P a great artist leaves us]
Heavy D & The Boyz - Black Coffee 1994
Meet The Bidders - Heavy D
Heavy D - Keep It Comin
Heavy D, The Boyz, Kool G Rap, Grand Puba, CL Smooth, Big Daddy Kane, Pete Rock, Q-Tip - Dont Curse
Heavy D & The Boyz - You Can't See What I Can See (Live on Yo!)
Heavy D Super Cat And Frankie Paul Big and Ready
HEAVY D PERFORMS AT 2011 BET AWARDS (RIP)
Heavy D - "Now That We Found Love" Live (1992)
Heavy D & The Boyz Somebody For Me Live 1989)
In Living Color - Heavy D & The Boyz Ft 2pac - Live Performance
HEAVY D AND THE BOYZ THE OVERWEIGHT LOVERS IN THE HOUSE SOUL TRAIN
Heavy D - Is It Good To You (MTV Unplugged) [HD]
Video Music Box Classic Heavy D & Supercat
Heavy D & The Boyz - Blue Funk (Live) 1992
Heavy D & The Boyz Interview + Live Performance You Cant See What I Can See At Arsenio 1992
HEAVY D & THE BOYS NOW THAT WE FOUND LOVE R.I.P. HEAVY D(WORKS).wmv
Heavy D & The Boyz Live @ In Living Color 1993 Performing ''Truthful''
Heavy D "Blue Funk" Live Back Stage with Rosie Perez & Bernie Mac
Mister Cee - Heavy D Tribute Live From Hot 97 Radio
HEAVY D, TRIBUTE. RIP VIDEOS ,LAST INTERVIEWS, & BET HIP HOP AWARDS 2011
Heavy D + The Roots - "Overweight Lover" LIVE
BB King - Keep It Coming (Heavy D)
Heavy D Is N Hell, He Didn't Fully Live His Life For Jesus & Do Jesus Will, SAD
Heavy D & The Boyz - Blue Funk [Full Album]
Gully Bop vs Heavy D - Calls Gully Bop Whitney Huston - He Back On Coke? - DMR Update August 06th
Gully Bop Sey Heavy D & Nuff Dem A Rob Him Wickedly!! - DMR UPDATE August 2015
Heavy D Megamix by DJ Dark Kent
"The Dedication" Vol. 1 - R.I.P. Heavy D.
HEAVY D & NAUGHTY BY NATURE ON SOUL TRAIN 93
Heavy D Mix (R.I.P. 2011)
DPTV Afghanistan - Heavy D and the Boys
The King of Fighters '94 zerado com trio de heavy d
Soul Train Heavy D, Miki Howard & Lou Rawls
Soul Train Heavy D, Miki Howard & Lou Rawls
Remember HEAVY D mix -Dj DOBBLE U
Heavy D Part 1 by TD Production
Heavy D Part 2 by TD Production
NWM4 - Mystery Game Grand Finals - Nidhogg - Heavy D (ORG) vs LordBBH (YEL)
90's Rap and RNb MiX - Father MC,Jodeci,Heavy D,Bobby Brown,Salt N' Pepa
semba mix dj heavy d
DJ EDDIE F Talks TVOne UNSUNG 'The Story of HEAVY D' Airing Oct. 30th 8/7c on Lady Charmaine Live
The Wendy Williams Experience May 18 Bonus Hour R.I.P. Heavy D
Heavy D Is N Hell, He Didn't Do Jesus Will 4 His Life, Must See Video
HEAVY D track with MONIFAH Hosted by Cherry Martinez
Jermen Kharie and Heavy D on westwood Concert
Westwood - Heavy D on hip hop, BET performance, producing & touring 1Xtra
Heavy D interview '93 - "How it all started" - Classic
Interview w/ Heavy D
THE HUNDREDS :: STAFF INTERVIEW :: HEAVY D
Heavy D last Interview at the VMA's
Video Explosion Heavy D Interview
Full Heavy D Interview From TI's Brunch - HipHollywood
AZ - interview / wywiad - talks "Illmatic", Biggie, Heavy D, future projects (Popkiller.pl, 2015)
Gully Bop Drops Management Team, Accuses Heavy D & MC Nuffy Of Robbing His Tour Money (Video)
Heavy D, Super Cat & Puff Daddy - Interview @ Yo MTV Raps 1992 (HQ)
Heavy D remembers Michael Jackson
Heavy D talks about the state of Hip-Hop
Mac Mike and Heavy D interview with Xplosive Magazine
Super Cat 2014 - Untold Stories about Big Poppa, Heavy D & Lauren Hill
Heavy D -- Last TMZ Video Before Death
Heavy D Final Interview on Hip-Hop A Cultural Odyssey Book
Best New Amazing Rare Interview Heavy D talking about Michael Jackson Alive
LOS JONES INTERVIEW / PAY HOMAGE TO LEGENDARY HEAVY D
Heavy D "Life Is Too Long To Live By One" RIP Overweight Lover
HeavyD's Interview after Flood in his neighboehood
MC LYTE PAYS TRIBUTE TO HEAVY D
best of PUMP IT UP-interviews-dee barnes-De La Soul-Heavy D-Beastie Boys-Biz Markie
Heavy Rains In Telangana & Many Areas Filled With Water (21st August 2015)
Heavy D The Boyz Sex With You
Jokes - You go to a Heavy D concert, you will leave satisfied. But you'll be leaving in five minutes
Heavy d and the funk lounge simple me 2015
Heavy song :D
D-Heavy & Nap-D - GDFR (D-Mix) 2015
Shen & Ralf VS. Heavy D' & Yashiro
NU2049-11 - Heavy D & The Boys - Got Me Waiting.mpg KARAOKE
NU2043-06 - Heavy D & The Boys - Black Coffee.mpg KARAOKE
GULLY BOP SEH HEAVY D DEM DID A ROB HIM
Heavy D & The Boyz ft. Various Artists "Somebody F
Petr Cech Is Still On Chelsea's Payroll says Heavy D | Arsenal 0 West Ham 2
Will not take Heavy #2 :D
Theia 9ct Yellow Gold - Heavy Weight D Shape Celtic
Theia 9ct Yellow Gold - Super Heavy Weight D Shape
Gully Bop Was Being Robbed By Heavy D Promotions...Says Shauna Chin
Gully Bop | Drop Management | Nuffy and Heavy D | Big up iHouseRecords and Bizmo
GULLY BOP drops management says Heavy D and Nuffy are robbers
Gully Bop Diss Heavy D & Nuffy
Gully Bop Last Performance Before Cutting Ties With Heavy D
Gully Bop Expose Supreme Promotion - Heavy D & Nuffy Busted
Yo yo, what happened, how was it?
Pssh, it was incredible dawg, word up
F'real, what happened? What'd she do?
What she, what DIDN'T she do (f'real?)
Man I'ma tell you somethin man
They can talk about the bomb man
[girl]
I don't appreciate y'all talkin about me and I'm sittin right here
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh.. uh-uh uh uh uh (okay)
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh uh-huh uh uh uh
[Heavy D]
Check me, see me, strictly, top shelf touch
Pushup, never, gator, pearl white
She looky looky at me all night
Up in Justin's, crushin them, feelin dead right
Watch Diggy, do it, just like Nike
Just like Mike, Soul Train or Sprite night
BET, MTV, dem CD
Pump me in yo' MPV, yo' Benz CD
Crooked eye, so what? I'm still fly
Y'all wish y'all could be this, not 'til I die
Pardon me but the Carti' be, all over me
Chicks in Range Rovers, be beggin to come home with me
Y'all act like y'all can't recognize a player
When I come through throw yo' hands in the ay-ir
And wave 'em like you just don't care
And wave 'em like you just don't care
And all the ladies say
[Chorus x2: Heavy D]
Water, I like the way you do dat dhere
Cause when you do dat dhere, I wanna be right dhere (uh-huh)
(Heavy get down cause when you say like dat)
(I wanna play like dat, I hope it stay like dat)
[Heavy D]
For all the, true believers, you see that it's real
Exhale off yo' cheeba, I know how you feel
Ain't nuttin changed, I'm still the heat of the night
Bet you feelin it right, same Dwight, same mic
Still classic, only thing changed, new glasses
Oh, and new asses, can't forget dat now
How many many, not any any
Could ever touch D Daddy, got plenty pennies
And you can see D on yo' TV set
With somethin fabulous draped around his neck
I went from, nuttin to some'n, frontin to bluffin
To havin fancy vegetables like cabbage and carrots/karats
I went from Timex to Rolex, from no sex to mo' sex
Deep in the game like what? (Like what?)
And everybody know my name like what? (Like what?)
Like what? (Like what?) Like what? (Like what?)
And all the ladies say
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
Imagine, Daddy baggy, shorties from beauty pageants
I had 'em braggin, like Heavy tried to talk to me
Whips exquisite, Benz wagon
Chicks do visit, I've been bangin pretty ones for free
Woo! All up in you, like flu (what?)
And when I pass through you gon' shake yo' ass too
Back, it's the boss with the platinum cross
(Uh-huh uh-huh) Platinum Porsche, I'm goin platinum of course
Heavy keep you dance (you keep me dancin)
Do Heavy keep you movin (you keep me movin)
Ain't no, pretendin in me, shorty bring your fender to me
I'll have your face touchin your knees, now
Y'all act like y'all can't recognize a player
When I come through throw yo' hands in the ay-ir
And wave 'em like you just don't care
And wave 'em like you just don't care
And all the ladies say
Intro (spoken):
People,
The world today is in a very difficult situation,
And we all know it,
Because we're the ones who created it.
Chorus:
What's wrong with our future? (4x)
Verse One:
Bust this
How long will this last?
A friend to the end, a memory in the past
You think you're big, cause you walk with a shotgun
I got new for you, your days are numbered, son
Why don't you get yourself a job?
When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?
Look at your mother, teardrops
She just received a phone-call from the cops
"Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wife
Shot her with a gun and stabbed her with a knife.", or
Take a look at your mother's heart torn
She just received a phone-call from the morgue
"Your son is dead from three shots to the head.
The killer left a note and this is what the note said:
"Never be bigger than you are.
Never try to pose like you're a superstar
Next time you rob somebody, and you give him the death-wish.
When you pull the trigger, nigga, don't miss."
Is this how you wanna be
Dead on the street or locked in a penetentiary?
It's cool to be free
And it's alright for you to be you and for me to be me
Look at you, 15 years old
Coolin on the corner with a can of Old Gold
Whatever happened to school?
Yeah, sure you go to school, but you go to be cool
To sport sneakers that you took from somebody
To talk about the kid that you bucked at some party
Life is a gamble, and you're losin
Before it's too late, brother, you better start choosin
Left from right, right from wrong
Or you'll be singin that old blues song
(Yo, you gotta buck em, or else you're soft)
Some I knew thought the same, now they're way up North
You ain't soft, cause you didn't buck a shot
Put the pistol down, throw up your hands, see what ya got
Old Johnny Walker from around the block
Was livin' rather large 'till he got knocked
He had "Livin' Large" on his Jeep plates
"Livin' Large" on his real estate
He even bought a diamond "Livin' Large" name plate
He used to look at cops and smile in their face
Drive a BMW and pump the bass
One day, he made a move for a friend
The f-r-iend, the voice said, "Yo, I need ten.", Johnny said, "When?"
Later on that day, Johnny went to play the game he normally plays
To do a favour for a chum
You see, a friend is a friend, but then, some are none
Cause when he got to the spot they were supposed to meet
All he found was a police-infested street
I guess havin a friend is rough
Cause now Johnny's up north, doin push-ups, gettin buffed
You see this chain I've got, I've got it, honestly
You see the clothes I wear, I've got it, honestly
You see the Jeep I drive, I've got it, honestly
I work hard, it ain't easy being me
Never had an excuse for life
Just did what I did, now what I do, I do it right
"Jumbo, Jumbo", they cry on the block.
5.0, 5.0, lay low, here comes the cops
Man, your lifestyle is petro
On your knees again, because Jumbo said so
"Free Mandela", you cried
But you still sell dope to brothers and sisters outside
Martin Luther King had a dream (ooh yeah)
That's exactly what turned his dream into a nightmare
Malcolm X said, "By any means necessary."
He didn't mean just for you, brother, he meant for everybody
Maybe if we were still slaves, we'll be closer; however
Pickin cotton was bad, but we picked it together
I pray for you, and you pray for me
Sincerely yours, the overweight lover, Heavy D
Our Father, Who art in Heaven
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
On Earth as it's in Heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
Lead us from temptation, deliver from evil
For thine is the kingdom
Power and glory
Forever and ever, Amen
Yo, yo what, listen
Come in the jam and do what, say yo, Listen
People come all around you need to listen
Clear that shit out your ear and just listen
What, come on nigga, yo come on, listen
What say, what say, what, uh yo listen
Come on everybody, say what, ay yo listen
Put your hand up in the air, ay yo listen
Now we ball out, what ya'll with some pee wee click
It's the biggest nigga you know, eyein' your chick
It must be in your blood 'cause you dyin' to trick
And it must be brand new 'cause it don't even fit
So leave all that vulgarious life to me
'Cause I'm the only cat out here, that's right to be
Laid out on beaches with sand on the back
But my man soon did hand to hand, handlin' tracks
And all of us together on top of the world
We bond when we click like a string full of pearls
Got big dreams and big ammunition
So people all around, ay yo you should listen
Come in the jam and do what, say yo, listen
People come around you need to listen
Clear that shit out your ear and just listen
What, come on nigga, yo come on, listen
What, say what, say what, uh listen
Come on everybody say what, ay yo, listen
Put your hand up in the air, ay yo, listen
Do this shit with flare, ay yo, listen
What you lookin' at, ya'll ain't seen a superstar before?
All up in my grill, since I walked through the door, shh
Ya'll bought tickets when I went out on tour
Now, you tryin' to front like you don't love me no more
That's cool though, see I wanna come to your town
At the next show, watchin' Heavy get down
You duck what the F, don't say that
Ya'll know what I mean, Biggie don't play that
Where your loyalty lie for this fly royalty guy
Do it till I die and I'm lyin' in the sky
Until you well run dry and your thirsty for fly
It's D your goin' to be missin', so take heed and listen
Ay yo, do listen
Everybody all the 'round, ay yo, listen
People in the ghettos and such, ay yo, listen
Yo, yo my heart you touch, ay yo, listen
Put your hands up in the sky and yo, listen
Dance 'cause you know that you fly, ay yo, listen
Heav D burnin' the joint, ay yo, listen
3rd Joint, yo get the point, ay yo, listen
Yo, yo, yo when I leave the whip what ya'll notice first
The dime chick or the crucifix
Lets make it bubble we goin' keep it subtle
My name Dwyer my game tight, believe it ya'll goin' to hear me tonight
And then some, I'm handsome with a diva habit
Competition, I crush them then I brag about it
Exquisite, who is it? Heav D and these ladies got a thing for me
And all these R&B; chicks be wantin' to sing to me
Now fly girls is you with me?
(Hell Yeah)
And all my dogs is ya with me?
(Hell Yeah)
On the microphone Heav Corleone, shine like chrome
I keep you movin' till your ass was scrome
Yo, check it out, yo ay yo, do listen
Check it out, yo listen, say what, ay yo, listen
Everybody hands in the sky, ay yo, listen
Yo, 'cause we do it we fly, ay yo, listen
Push it around and move it, yo listen
Get up clean out your ears and just listen
Yo, come here and just listen, yo listen
Yo, clean out your ear listen, yo listen
Heav D brin'in' it, yo ay yo, listen
Ay yo chh, uh uh uh, ay yo, listen
Push your hands up in the sky, ay yo, listen
Real fly tunnel and shit, ay yo, listen
Burn it up in the, ay yo, listen
Turn it up, ay yo, come on, just listen
Turn it up, ay yo, come on, just listen
Check it out, yo, listen, ay yo yo, listen
Yo, check it out in the place, ay yo, listen
Yo, turn it up, ay yo, ay yo, listen, yo
You know me.. are you comfortable? Aw yeah
Make it right, Uptown, uh
Heav' D y'all, in the house, once again
Uhh, make ya comfortable, big lovable, what??
[singer] Aww Heavy
Ya don't stop
That's what they call me boo, that's what they call me
[singer] Keep on comin (keep that comin)
[singer] Keep it comin
No diggity, here I is boo, what?
[singer] Cause it feels good
Ain't no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy, uhh, uhh, uhh
[Heavy D]
You got me open like a book, shook, by the way you look
I see you in your whip dipped, couped, fully equipped
Diamonds shinin, earring studded, watch flooded with jew-els
It seems to me as if you might be livin it well
New York to Cali, be in and out of town, body by Bally's
I like the way you flex, I wonder 'bout the sex
What next? Miss, you remind me of a spliff
I mean you smokin, no jokin, and I'm hopin you get with this
My previous dames, played devious games
Wanted a piece of my livin, so I dismissed the pigeons
However I stay concurrent with leathers in cold weathers
Forget Batman, I guess it's Fat-man forever (and)
I keep peepin yo' game, you don't be creepin the same
You smooth, you don't even move like them other dames
They out your reach as you be on blue beaches sunnin
You keep shinin like a ring I do my thing and keep it comin
[Chorus: singer {Heavy D}]
Aww Heavy (aww Heavy)
Keep on comin {big lovable, make ya comfortable, what?}
Keep it comin {uhh, uhh, Uptown ya don't stop}
Cause it feels good {huh, check me out}
{Ain't no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
[Heavy D]
Now who be dat? (what) Heavy D be dat
Now honies where you at (huh) I swear, y'all be killin me
Lookin all drop dead, ma-ma, you a hot head
Po-ppa, I be Waterbed, ohh, but you knew
You, remind me of somethin on my magazine cover
And I be Heavy D yo' in between the sheets lover
It seems to me that you ain't ready to be
Better you be with he, steady you frontin on me, listen
My main concern is long term
I like you cause you're full of jokes high hopes plus that indo you smoke
I feel your, tattoo of who you used to do, now you regret it
Don't sweat it boo, I know it was a long time ago, now feel me
I live the saga, hip-hoppa's, Don Dada
Dem fools talk about it, but rules I be about it
You out their reach as you be on blue beaches sunnin
You keep shinin like a ring I do my thing and keep it comin
[Chorus: singer {Heavy D}]
Aww Heavy (aww Heavy) {I hear you talkin baby}
Keep on comin {I keep it comin ma, I keep it comin mami}
Keep it comin {ya don't stop, big lovable, make you comfortable}
Cause it feels good {Ain't no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
[Heavy D]
Uhh, you can get it if you want it girl
C'mon, you can get it if you want it (if you want it)
Now you can get it if you want it girl
C'mon, now you can get it if you want it (if you want it)
Uhh - my state of mind is prime time (what?) Never you mind
who's the baddest, the way I roll on my own confirms my status
All of these fake players around, they tryin to get you
They drench you cause they sweat you, flossin like they met you
(Yeah) Them dudes be bluffin, frontin, they ain't about nuttin
They steady with that ying-yang, you already my thing-thang
Let's fly, two first class, mimosas in the glass
White sand, when we land, beach resort, what you thought?
No one else, top shelf, top notch, I love you like you hip-hop
Keep it on you don't stop, what?
You out their reach as you be on blue beaches sunnin
You keep shinin like a ring I do my thing and keep it comin
[Chorus: singer {Heavy D}]
Aww Heavy (aww Heavy) {heh, ya don't stop, ya don't stop}
Keep on comin {Ain't no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy, check me out feel the groove baby}
Keep it comin {ya don't stop, ya don't stop}
Cause it feels good {Ain't no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
{tell me 'bout it what, tell me 'bout it what}
Aww Heavy (aww Heavy) {huh, New York to Cali, chicks love me knahmean?}
Keep on comin {what, uhh, hear me out now}
Keep it comin {no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
Cause it feels good {no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy}
{ya don't stop, ya don't stop, Dofat in the house}
It's time again, it's definitely time again
Check, check, check check
It's time again
Funk... say what?
Just a interlude y'all, just a interlude
Interlude y'all, yeah (it's just a interlude?)
Just a interlude y'all, just a interlude
Interlude y'all, yeah (just a interlude)
Just a interlude y'all, just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, yeah, check it
What the deal like, what it feel like, talk to me
Lyrically I'm spittin, y'all niggaz ain't fittin
Verbally you heard of me, I give a match in like a bookie
Chicks looky looky, you ready ready?
It's Heavy Heavy, Waterbed (what?)
Do or die, nigga fly with his crooked eye
Who stoppa, Heav' Dada, no-ba-da
Beat rocker, non-stopper
No time for them 9-8 cats
We forever and for real try that
Check the stats, we in Godfather hats
Not for nuttin but I'm like Heav' Corleone or somethin
No frontin
It's an interlude
Just a interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
It's an interlude y'all, it's just a interlude
[Heavy D]
Yea this is uh Super funk you know what I'm sayin
This is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from this side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D the baritone and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly dipped on 1-2-5th
where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay okay it's Heavy D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. screen again
You see me on your MTV and on your BET
and on your local focal point video show
Nigga this how it flow so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the thugs
cause they still my people
I'm dynamic punks panic when they see me
They get all shook up when my mic's hooked up
Let's get it on!
[chorus x2]
Untouchables at your door
(Let's get it on)
All you wack rappers hit the floor
[2pac]
How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin
thinkin niggaz after me much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't wanna see me stackin G's
They after a playa but I won't let em capture me
I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine
I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked things
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the 4-0-5, beware of stangers
Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone
From out the ghetto where the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me
before the penitentiary
Let's get it on!!
[Chorus: x2]
Untouchables at your door
(Let's get it on)
All you wack rappers hit the floor
[Grand Puba]
I thought you knew I stay true to this rhyme thing I do
I have all the honeys saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style from the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn food stamps to green stamps rough power amps
and sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just microphone talkin
So when you see my ass have my cash or just keep walking
Niggaz got more game than Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now everybody wanna C
but them youth don't trouble we
because they fall victim to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ like my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So let's get it on! yea
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
[cough, cough]
Niggaz now who's the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the glock check your pockets
and your sockets it's just the way my pops taught me
When you throw the drop check em throughly
The bastard might spin around and try to bury me
And dead niggaz don't make no moves
When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swinger days
when I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz better duck down
Face down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama Biggie bring
I don't wanna go outside
I just wanna be with you
I don't feel like takin' a ride
You know what I wanna do
Girl you makin' me sweat
Come close
Let's see how far we can get
And I'll ease your pain
So let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
---------
Let it rain
Honey pop the umbrella
The heavster goes down smooth as ?
Fingers keep twiddlin'
But I'll keep drizzlin'
Play like a fiddle and
Here to move a million plus
Cause when I'm damp i don't rust
Girls make a fuzz
For the lover they lust
Nature takin' it's course
So precise
Provin' Heavy D can strike more than twice
Pronto
Snuggle
Better yet
Cuddle
Happy like a little kid
Playin' in a puddle
Of H2O
A drip drop ?
So figure I'm somewhere
Makin' a rainbow shine
With an intend to broaden
The quiet storm
That lurks more often
So lay with the lover
Snuggle up under the cover
And I'll ease your pain
So let it rain
Let it rain
(CHORUS)
Now we can go down stairs
Strike a match to the log
Let the fir Place burn
Dim the lights till it's dawn
Don't worry honey
I'll take good care of ya
I know what I'm doing
I get wrecked on a regular
Red light
Green light
One Two Three
Hey Yo Who's on the mic
Well it's me Heavy D.
And I become somewhat of a national figure
You see some are big but the heavster is bigger
And I like candy bars with nuts
And ippy dippy girls
With prodigious butts
So lay with the lover
Snuggle up under the cover
And I'll ease your pain
So let it rain
Let it rain
(CHORUS)
Okey Dokey
Lookin' for a trophy
Giggolo, Romeo
Wrong category
More the dawn one type
Smooth like preacher
Your highschool teacher
Just call me your daddy O
Loungin' on the padio
Actin' like a kid
But drive a jeep
not a caddy though
Pardon me Miss
In your high heel steps
Come inside the crib set
Befor you get wet
Now just for prop
Let's keep this official
Heavy is the name
D is the initial
I love the way you strut in that suit from France
There's a party tonight
Would you like to dance
You're rollin with the Lover
So be sure you dress clever
I pick you up at eight
And my drops off whatever
All of a sudden
I got the tingle fro a twinkie
Fever, flavor for a pringle
I think I like to mingle
With somebody thick
Someone that I can cling to
A milk chocolate beauty
Someone that I can sing to
You got the makings of a rainy day girl to me
So come a little closer
Let's see
how it would be
(CHORUS)
Lightning and Thunder
Kinda makes you wonder
Not too bad
For a brotha who's the son
Of a father who's a tech
And a mother who's a nurse
And I get paid
cause I learned to kick a verse
I'm on a roll
I got 'nough control
Who needs a grammy
When you know you got soul
I'm a smooth
Yella
Complexion
Vanilla
High Low
Aphro
Intelligent fella
You look worried
Does something trouble ya
We can take a ride in my
Heavy D M W
But let's wait till the rain stops
So you can
Gimme what you want
And show me what you got
But for now
Just snuggle me Snuggle me
Quit the chit chat
Double up and snuggle oven me
You got the makings of a rainy day girl to me
So come a little closer
[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
[35 seconds of ad-libbing to start]
[Chorus: Soul IV Real]
If you want it you can have it
Baby come and get it
I'll be right here waiting for you
(Take your time, everything'll be fine)
If you need it you can get it
Anyway you want it
I'll be right here waiting for you
[Heavy D]
Uhh, straight off the top, I refuse to stop
Chicks cling when I do my thing I got it locked
Officially, I'm yo' big belly da-ddy
Technically, you don't need to be with nobody but me
Ha-va-na ci-gar, Ja-mai-can ni-gga
6 Benz, Cartier tint lens, what?
I dig yo' steez, knock knees, trunk full
Body all lumped up, lifestyle Trumped up
Platinum blonde, hazel eyes chinky
Diamond on the pinky, skin bronze, you with me?
She, good'n'plenty, Benz E-320
Me, I pull over, drop that red Range Rover
Shorty was milkshake thick, sportin silk, mink and
she had it sewn, flowin on her own
She's the type of girl to put her crew on the map
Anything you want, don't wet that, you can get that
[Chorus]
[Mr. Cheeks]
Now let me speak about this chick I call hotter than a flame
Seen her chattin with this dame, I had to go and get her name
She with her friends, they at the bar gettin they drinks on
Outfit's off the hook with ice gold links on
Way the skirt is fittin black, who hittin that
I'm kickin game up in my head steadily sittin back (I feel ya)
Now I'm think in the attempt to attack the
shorty that I'm lookin at that's lookin at me
But soon enough I get my nerve up
{?} passes me a drink as Pretty Lou he sparks the herb up
I'm with my Uptown team, makin noise
Heavy D, Soul IV Real and Lost Boyz
Now I feel it's time to go and get my try on
And take shorty home that I got my eye on
Anything that you want you can catch that
Like my man said, don't sweat that
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
By the way mama
Last night the club was tight, shorty's dead right
But you stood out the most, so I had to play you close
Nuttin less than, black essence, your presence real strong
Dudes all around you frontin hard, gettin they trick on
I ain't mad, I just watch you gas 'em up, then I watch you pass 'em up
Then I step up, now look, you shook
You stuck, what's yo' name, what's yo' digits, what'chu drinkin
My treat and when they steppin you get swept up off yo' feet
My mission, first position, backs I twist 'em listen
Ain't no-bo-dy, like Hea-vy
The all-star, dapper rapper
In conjunction with the funk that keep it blazin out they trunks
What'chu want, sky's the limit, I live it, now is you wit it
Slow flow, Poconos style, I mean I'm chillin
Top billin, anything you want, anything you need
Don't wet that boo, you can get that true
[Heavy D]
Ooooh, la la la, la di da di
Look at all the cuties swingin in the party
Mmm, there goes one standin in the corner
Yo D.O. hold up (aiyyo whattup?)
My approach, must be done smoothly
I tell the crew, aiyyo don't leave me
I'll be back somebody gimme a pen
(NOW WHAT?) I'm pushin up, so here we go again..
Here we go again.. here we go!
Me and the cutie on a, cutie stroll
or, me and my crew on the cutie patrol
It really doesn't matter, as long as I get one
and have some fun before the night is done so I
jet upstairs, make sure they're ready
Call Wiz, T-Roy, Nik Dane Chris and Eddie F
so he can bring his DJ set
And collect respect and jet connect
the two Technics as I get the microphone sound check
Now, throw my Nike's on with my Dapper Dan suit
Drop the top on the Saab, and get ready to troop
Pump up the volume on the Benzi, let the music flow
Throw the car in drive, and I'm ready to go
Pull up in front of the joint, all eyes on the Saab
"Damn he's still livin large!" Aiyyo, it ain't hard..
.. cause here we go again..
Here we go again.. here we go!
Here we go again..
Aiyyo, y'all remember this?
Break it down..
[DJ Eddie F scratches and plays breaks]
[record suddenly stops and rewinds]
Last chapter, I gotta rap ta
this with a twist and if I miss then I'll have ta
throw a tune on, move on, groove on, soothe on
Go to a jam, and prove I'm smooth on
the microphone the throne I own I stand alone
and carry a tone from here to home so
from beginnin to end, now til then
Heavy D's in the house, so here we go again
[samples and ad libs until the end]
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also goes out to my money earnin Mount Vernon crew
J. Daddy, James Huff, Pete Rock, Nick Love
Trak Boogie, and my man Chris Hughley
(You've got a [?])
A power, because my temper's at the border
Like I said before, I keep a party filled, like a
bucket of water
MC, H-E-A-V-Y D
O-V-E-R-W-E-I-G-H-T Lover in the house, on the smooth
tip
And I'ma rip this, then I'ma hop hip
Better yet hip-hop, cause you're a drip-drop
Small as a pebble, while Heavy D's a bedrock
I am the capital, H-E-V rappable
King ambassador with more, who's quite a radical
My style's like particular, extra-curricular
Sit back relax, while Heavy D sticks to ya
a new type of tune'n, risin, boomin
When I need a cut I see Scott, for proper groomin
I'ma go on and flow on and turn my microphone on
then blow on to make sure, the sound is strong!
So y'all get up, keep your head up, and then gear up
Heav' is in the funk, the Boyz in the back will fold
the rear up
MC's in my path I'ma steadily pounce
Heavy D's in effect.. with more bounce to the ounce
[Chorus:]
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
More bounce to the ounce!
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
Check it now hip hip hooray'n, check what I am sayin
You'll be happy like a faggot in jail, when Heav is
playin
No complainin necessary, cause on the contrary
of bein wack I will react, and others I will bury
I'm comin on STRONG while you stutter we're the [?]
Description of my rhyme? Hmm, butter!
Better yet milky, smooth and silky
Don't applaud you fraud, you wasn't with me
When I started rappin, you wasn't even tappin
Now that I'm done, you pat me on the back
and say what's happenin, I love the rhymes you announce
Heavy D's in effect.. with more bounce to the ounce
[Chorus:]
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
More bounce to the ounce!
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
More bounce to the ounce!
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
More, bounce.. to the ounce!
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
Check eight seven six five four three two one
Money earnin Mount Vernon, is where I come from
This rap is an article, started from a particle
Hipped up, hyped up, hemmed up, to be historical
An overweight rubbable, squeezably lovable
Ladies come to me and say, "Heavy you're so huggable"
Not only am I huggable, but I'm quite enjoyable
When I answer the joint you see I'm rather unavoidable
Plus that means attainable, all my niggaz that's got
cable
Rope chains, gold chains, the victory explainable
MC's in my path I will steadily pounce
Heavy D's in effect.. with more bounce to the ounce
[Chorus:]
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
More bounce to the ounce!
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
Much more bounce.. to the ounce!
[scratching]
Eddie F! Get ill on 'em one time!
Aww yeah!
Don't hold nothin back money!
Oooh-OOOOH!!!
Height; six-three, style - swing beat
Name; Heavy D, so just watch me
Car; Chevy - four by four Blazer
Favorite pasttime? Skeeze chaser!
Size; ten and a half, sometimes eleven
Place of rest after death? Heaven
Favorite dessert; chocolate chipcake
Favorite dance - mine, the Heavy D Shake
Run, my territory, I will say never
The Overweight Lover, is highly, too clever
Extremely intellectual, not bisexual
If this was a basketball game I'd win the sectional
championship, then eat potato chip
with a little onion dip, and then I'll take a trip
to Maui, Maui is a little island a part of Hawaii
I dip upon the plane push up on the stewardess say FLY
ME
You never hear another beat quite like this
Done up real smooth with a lyrical twist
MC's in my path I will steadily pounce
Heavy D's in effect.. with more bounce to the ounce
[Chorus:]
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
More bounce to the ounce!
[Zapp] "More bounce, to the ounce"
Oooh-OOOOH!!!
Aiyyo! Eddie F! {"Yes!"}
Get busy one time
[scratching while Heavster talks]
This is to show all y'all out there how we livin boy
WE LIVIN LARGE! Aww yeah!
To my crew in front of Big Lou's, y'all chill!
We got Big JuJu, my man Joe Black main
Slick Rick is on the block
We gon' get ill for y'all one time
Money earnin Mount Vernon is in EFFECT boy!!
..
We live too large to live little! [?] [laughter]
..
More bounce is like more money..
.. aww yeah
[Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X]
Who's in the house? (The Overweight Lover's in the
house) [3X]
Who's in the house? (The Overweight Lover Heavy D)
Rip tip tip top, ting-a-ling-a-ling-lop
When I'm at home, my phone ring-a-ling-a-lings a lot
There's only one way to knock a boot, and I'm a boot
knocker
Not Orville Redenbacher, but I'm a punani popper
Slick like oil, (w)rap like aluminum foil
When I'm hot, I'm hot, so watch me boil
Easy on the tiptoe, slow flow, peace to D.O.C. yo
Rachel here I go go
Here comes the Heavster (yeah yeah yeah)
Tell me if you like it (yeah yeah yeah)
I can rock a party and bounce a party
Rock a party, bounce a party, rock a party bounce a
party
Captain [?] back on a fat track
Mack here to pack and I'm a light-skinned, black
You know what I'm about, I'm out, so find a new route
Cause I got the answer to the question - who's in the
house?
[Chorus]
I never run, I never ran, cause I'm not the running man
I can do more than one, so call me Toucan/two-can Sam
I'm smooth, so call me Mr. Parkay
I parlay, around the way, ev-ery day, HEY!
Some flip scripts, but I flip books
for good looks, a crazy hook, and that's all it took
UH! I'm the Boogie Woogie Man, the boogie bugle boy
Ain't nothin fuddy duddy, nutty like an Almond Joy
Lightskinned, like, my high tops flat
Mack on the map, knock knock who is that?
It's the one you love, the one you feel the need for
Slow down, clown, the one to watch your speed for
Ready or not, not ready enough, to be
You're pretty not steady not ready enough for Heavy D
You know what I'm about, I'm out, so find a new route
Cause I got the answer to the question - who's in the
house?
[Chorus]
[Interlude: over dub version of Chorus]
On the breakdown [4X]
Break it down, break it down
Check it
Come and get a little bit, a tidbit, a tasket
A tisket, before your ask it, don't even risk it
Frisk it, before you're feelin it, know who you're
dealin with
To get to the point, cover your joint, make sure you're
concealin it
I love a pretty tongue natural suntan sandal
Hair dangle, easy to handle
Kind of girl who's single, ready to mingle
Flavorful like a Pringle, never used to jingle
Here comes the Heavster (yeah yeah yeah)
Tell me if you like it (yeah yeah yeah)
I can rock a party and bounce a party
Rock a party, bounce a party, rock a party bounce a
party
Don't need a hippy dippie hide a hickie stripper mickie
tricky flippy sticky icky out for a quickie, quickie
You know what I'm about, I'm out, so find a new route
Cause I got the answer to the question - who's in the
house?
[Chorus]
Our Father, Who art in Heaven
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
On Earth as it's in Heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
Lead us from temptation, deliver from evil
For thine is the kingdom
Power and glory
Forever and ever, Amen
I love you uncle Heavy
[first 19 seconds reprises "Justa' Interlude"]
Freakazoid robot, please report to the dancefloor
[Heavy D]
What, what? Uptown, get down
Check me out y'all - ya don't stop (go 'head baby)
A hear me out y'all - ya don't stop (go 'head baby)
Ya don't stop - check me out y'all (go 'head baby)
And you can't stop - hear me out y'all (go 'head baby)
Ah say what y'all (yeah go 'head baby)
I hear you talkin mama (go 'head baby)
Now feel me out boo-boo (go 'head baby)
Yeah, uhh...
From the introduction, you know my funk was all up in ya
Deep in ya creep when you walk, I dig that
Split your wig back, now grab the bedpost
Move in real close, I feel what you doin, true'n
No need no Dom P, no need no Crist'y
All you need is me, Hev D, naturally
Rough rider, "Mr. Big Stuff," up inside her
Multiple provider, the fly divider
Romeo, jiggalo, high-yellow niggaro
From the sound of Mount V., by the way of J-A
I don't play, I insist, on the back twist
Handcuffs and stuff, for those who like it rough
Go 'head baby
[Chorus]
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Break it, break it (go 'head baby)
I hear you talkin mama (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song
[Heavy D]
Whipped cream dreams I fulfill with my schemes
Down low like R. Kelly, lickin on yo' belly
Make you shake like jelly, the fat man, battin a thousand
I play it safe, carry horses just in case
Good to the, last drop da-da
Don't stop is what you tell me, anything to swell me
Private dancin, romancin the soul
On the telephone you be like "poppa come home"
Right now I got 30 minutes of foreplay
30 minutes of straight sex, 9 minutes of rest, now add that up
Mink rugs, bearhugs, hot tubs
Get lifty off the bubs, is what she loves
Go 'head baby
[Chorus: replace "mama" with "boo-boo"]
[Heavy D]
Shorty blender, fender bender, back twirler
Boo twister, officially, sexually
I'm Mr. me be always rea-dy, in ja-cuzzi
Ahh, baby, do me, do me
Fantastic, romantic, none equivalent
to my tactics, get at this, who want it?
Some get champagne, you know how they be trippin
But the joke really on you boo, cause sippin keep you strippin
(Go 'head baby) Now dance for me, keep romancin me
You got no chance with me, but you want my hands to be
(right here) Say what, and when you want it
(right now) Say what, and where you want it
(right here) Yeah, know why?
Cause you'll always be singin this Heavy D song
[girl] Oooh, right there
That's right
[Outro]
I hear you talkin mama (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
I hear you talkin boo-boo (go 'head baby)
Feel me out y'all (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Move it momma (go 'head baby)
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Break it, break it (go 'head baby)
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Move it momma (go 'head baby)
[female and male ad libs to end]
[Heavy D - Intro]
Here's to you...
You have gone through struggles, suffering..
This one goes out to everybody in the world, but especially on the street level
Because I know where you comin from and some of the things you do, I can understand
So through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
What is a friend for? Through rich and through poor
Kinda like a marriage balanced on a different floor
A friend could tell you things that he wouldn't tell another
So in essence, a friend could be considered a brother
You laugh and you play a lot, you talk and you say a lot
But when it's time to feel the pain, you cry and you pray a lot
I'm talkin about you, you who have the time
A time to be my friend when no one else would be mine
Problems were nothing because I had my man to share them with
Hills were nothing neither, 'cause I had my man to climb 'em with
I'm really proud to say that I truly really knew you good
And oh, God's blessing from the entire neighborhood
And as the days drift, drift into the future
I laugh a little louder at the times that I was witcha
This one's for you and I truly hope you hear me
And through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
[Chorus 2X: K-Ci & Jojo (Heavy D)]
You'rrrrrrrre on my miiiiiiiiiiiind (You're on my mind)
And I wish you a peaceful journey (Peace!)
Brother I hope you hear me
[Heavy D]
In the corner, sits the little girl in tears
The shadow of a man overwhelms her fears
"Mommy, mommy, NO!", the words of a battered child
The wicked, wicked mommy has the sticks swingin buckwild
"Mister, mister, do you have a dime?
See, I'm hungry and I'd rather be a begger than do crime"
Sure - here's your dime, go make a big ten bucks
Now sneak around the corner, get your joints and go beat him up
A kid on the streets, doesn't want to be beat
So he hangs on the block 'til his pop fall asleep
Missing kids on the milk carton
A lunatic kills kids for kicks and gets pardoned
Baby girls run away from home, huh
and two months later, they're stars on child porn
Tracks on the arms of a minor
Suzie ran too, but she'll be dead when they find her
Kids on the street movin drugs, the thugs' growin up fast
Wouldn't stop when one gets plunged
Junior stole a Benz with his friends
But got caught, now he's doin time with twenties and tens
For the rest of his life, he learns to lean on the wall
And prays for the day when his number is called
This one if for you and I truly hope you heard me
Through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
[Chorus 2X]
[Instrumental for about 19 seconds]
[Heavy D]
Pardon me, mister warden, I'm askin for a pass
to come for some of my brothers who made mistakes in the pass
It's really not their fault, you see - times are HARD
and it was probably difficult for my man to find a job
Before he was forced, forced to make a living
by lying, stealing, and eventually killing
No one was born bad, we're all God's Kids
So who's to really blame for the wrong that he did?
And speakin about the law, what are they for?
To beat us with a stick face down on the floor?
You preach and you preach that you want crime to stop
If you want crime to stop, stop hiring crooked cops
So hear me brother man, hear my plea!
If you want success all you gotta do is suc-ceed
Love, life, pain, death
What else is left on the travels of life's steps?
In life, we lose, get bumped and bruised
The road you choose not necessarily a cruise
You giggle for joy, shed a tear for pain
There's a lot to lose, and a lot to gain
Though when you walk on the streets, try to walk on street smarts
When you see your man down, try to have a little heart
This one if for you and I truly hope you heard me
Through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
[Chorus 4X w/ ad-libs and variations]
[Heavy D]
Yeah, you're on my mind...
Peace...
Hear me now brother
[K-Ci]
Stop your killing, stop your killing
Stop your stealing, stop your stealing
Stop your killing, stop your killing
Stop your killiiiii-ehhhhh-eeeeaaasah...
Huurrrrrrrr.....WHOO!
Take my hand, take my hand
If you need somebody, you can trust on ME!
Ha, you can lean on me
Yes, you can errrr-aaaaahh-yaaahyaah...
Yo, yo what, listen
Come in the jam and do what, say yo, Listen
People come all around you need to listen
Clear that shit out your ear and just listen
What, come on nigga, yo come on, listen
What say, what say, what, uh yo listen
Come on everybody, say what, ay yo listen
Put your hand up in the air, ay yo listen
Now we ball out, what ya'll with some pee wee click
It's the biggest nigga you know, eyein' your chick
It must be in your blood 'cause you dyin' to trick
And it must be brand new 'cause it don't even fit
So leave all that vulgarious life to me
'Cause I'm the only cat out here, that's right to be
Laid out on beaches with sand on the back
But my man soon did hand to hand, handlin' tracks
And all of us together on top of the world
We bond when we click like a string full of pearls
Got big dreams and big ammunition
So people all around, ay yo you should listen
Come in the jam and do what, say yo, listen
People come around you need to listen
Clear that shit out your ear and just listen
What, come on nigga, yo come on, listen
What, say what, say what, uh listen
Come on everybody say what, ay yo, listen
Put your hand up in the air, ay yo, listen
Do this shit with flare, ay yo, listen
What you lookin' at, ya'll ain't seen a superstar before?
All up in my grill, since I walked through the door, shh
Ya'll bought tickets when I went out on tour
Now, you tryin' to front like you don't love me no more
That's cool though, see I wanna come to your town
At the next show, watchin' Heavy get down
You duck what the F, don't say that
Ya'll know what I mean, Biggie don't play that
Where your loyalty lie for this fly royalty guy
Do it till I die and I'm lyin' in the sky
Until you well run dry and your thirsty for fly
It's D your goin' to be missin', so take heed and listen
Ay yo, do listen
Everybody all the 'round, ay yo, listen
People in the ghettos and such, ay yo, listen
Yo, yo my heart you touch, ay yo, listen
Put your hands up in the sky and yo, listen
Dance 'cause you know that you fly, ay yo, listen
Heav D burnin' the joint, ay yo, listen
3rd Joint, yo get the point, ay yo, listen
Yo, yo, yo when I leave the whip what ya'll notice first
The dime chick or the crucifix
Lets make it bubble we goin' keep it subtle
My name Dwyer my game tight, believe it ya'll goin' to hear me tonight
And then some, I'm handsome with a diva habit
Competition, I crush them then I brag about it
Exquisite, who is it? Heav D and these ladies got a thing for me
And all these R&B; chicks be wantin' to sing to me
Now fly girls is you with me?
(Hell Yeah)
And all my dogs is ya with me?
(Hell Yeah)
On the microphone Heav Corleone, shine like chrome
I keep you movin' till your ass was scrome
Yo, check it out, yo ay yo, do listen
Check it out, yo listen, say what, ay yo, listen
Everybody hands in the sky, ay yo, listen
Yo, 'cause we do it we fly, ay yo, listen
Push it around and move it, yo listen
Get up clean out your ears and just listen
Yo, come here and just listen, yo listen
Yo, clean out your ear listen, yo listen
Heav D brin'in' it, yo ay yo, listen
Ay yo chh, uh uh uh, ay yo, listen
Push your hands up in the sky, ay yo, listen
Real fly tunnel and shit, ay yo, listen
Burn it up in the, ay yo, listen
Turn it up, ay yo, come on, just listen
Turn it up, ay yo, come on, just listen
Check it out, yo, listen, ay yo yo, listen
Yo, check it out in the place, ay yo, listen
Yo, turn it up, ay yo, ay yo, listen, yo
Yo, yo, yo, two thousand watts of
[Intro]
AIYYY! On the dance floor [2X]
AIYYY! On the, dance floor now hit me!
AIYYY! Aiyyy, aiyyy, aiyyy...
AIYYY!
[Heavy D]
Get up and cup your feet, the beat has just been played
I know you like what you're hearin cause you look
amazed
The reason for the matter that you're standin there
gazin
The record is for you and Heavy D is, amazing
Truthfully speaking, I am treating
you to a sound you've [?] been needing
Combined with the funk full power of beat
Originated situated, by MC Heavy D, yah!
[Chorus]
AIYYY! On the dance floor
AIYYY! On the, dance floor now hit me!
[Heavy D]
Motivation is the thought that we put behind
this musical scratch, combined with rhyme
So that you can enjoy, and employ
yo' feet to the beat of a man, not a boy
Adjust yourself, get a musical grip
Exciting lyric writing, I know it can hit
It's too hard to resist, a beat like this
Don't fight it, just like it, cause you can't miss
From the tune I assume, that you will soon
be filled with the skill, that's around the room
Cause I am presenting, my rapping skill
So you can dance to my beat, and dance you WILL!
[Interlude]
AIYYY! ... [2X]
On the, dance floor now hit me!
[Heavy D]
An introduction is deserved to show you where we stand
Heavy D & the Boyz, the dance floor band
The crew with the juice, rock and we produce
No stoppin when we're droppin when we start to get
loose
Outrageous and famous, cash obtainers
Schooler of the beat and tough guy tamer
Speech comin from the Overweighter Dominator
Rough and tough I'll sink a perpetrator
With my crew by my side, G-Wiz and T-Roy
In the booth is Eddie F, they unite THE BOYZ!
I'm hurtin and I'm workin, non-believers dispersin
The Overweight Lover, and I will cold hurt
and if any folks negative toward me
Not despisin but I'm risin over duck emcees
Cause I will take 'em, make 'em, reshape 'em
Bring 'em to the crib, study hard then make 'em
better than they were or ev-er, could be
Now they're a perfect product, by emcee Heavy D
Cause I got the truth and a whole lot more
Don't be sad that I was back on the, dance floor
YAHHH!
[Outro]
Aiyyo DJ Eddie F, I made up this BRAND new stomp down
dance
It's called the Heavy D shake, you wanna see how it go?
Check this out
AIYYY! On the, dance floor now hit me!
Aiyyy, aiyyy, aiyyy, aiyyy [7X]
AIYYY! On the, dance floor now hit me! [fades]
[Chorus]
My heart is broken, yeah
If she doesn't love me, then who's gonna care?
My heart is empty, hollow
So I find love in, a bottle
I found, looooove in a bottle-ohh
[Heavy D]
They say I drink too much
and I'm like, "Forget y'all, I think you think too
much"
'cause you don't know the things that I'm goin thru
and the things I'm goin thru, you don't know who I'm
goin thru it with
Huh, on the stoop sippin Ciroc
Flip-flops and bathrobes got me lookin like an asshole
I'm so lonely, where my homie?
Once I'da call her, now she act like she don't know me
Oh, my, G-O-D
Steady frontin like she ain't lovin the H-E-V
She got me buggin at night, huggin the bottle tight
She got me goin crazy, now where my baby?
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
Huh, you damn right I'm drunk
and you would be too if you was down in my slump
I tried to give my baby everything that she want
But apparently, what she really wanted wasn't me
She wanted, Bugatti not Godbody, she party party
Hangin with sniffers and sippers, strippers in glass
slippers
who shake it for day trippers and big tippers
Big figures, big schemers, dream stealers, dream
killers
Uh, I watch my baby succumb to pressures
At one point in time, she was oh so precious
When good girls go bad, man they gone forever
Gotta go so wrong, damn I hate this song!
C'mon
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Repeat 2X]
Bartender, gimme one drink
I just wanna dance, I don't wanna think
Bartender, gimme one more
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
[Chorus]
"Ni-Ni-Nike-Nikes"
[Heavy D]
N-N-N-Nikes I'm for 'em, out the store I bought 'em
And on the b-b-basketbll c-court is where I score them
I'm a, Nike bro I sing SOPRANO acapello
Every, tour that I go, oh no, I won't forget 'em
It's a dangerous thing, never leave home without 'em
Trade in my Nikes I won't even think about it
On my beat the Nike's sleeker, the other kicks are
weaker
Eddie F pushes the button, the beat comes out the
speaker
The boy can do the dancin, he also does romancin
And when I park my Blazer in my Nikes I'll be p-p-
prancin
"Niiiiiiii-kes" [repeat 2X]
[Heavy D]
Oh what a relief!
They have red ones, yellow ones, black ones too
White on white, green on white, just to name a few
My crew is fully equipped from ah, the tops to bottom
Everything Nike makes, Heavy D & the Boyz got 'em
So hurry up-ah, run to the store, go get a pair
Guaranteed to be the #1 sneaker of the year
If you're buy yourself, get some for your crew
We wear N-Nikes so you should wear N-Nikes too
"The Nike-the Nike-the Nike-the Nike" [4X]
"Niiiiiiii-kes" [repeat 2X]
[Heavy D]
What else can I say? (Nike)
We didn't do this cause we had to
We did this cause we wanted to
All we wear is Nike, I sleep with Nikes
Ah-aha-ha-ah-ah-ah-Nikes
[Nike samples repeated to fade]
I'm an overweight lover, mic dominator
When I get loose, not another brother greater
DJ Eddie F will STORM the crossfader
And I am emcee Heavy D...
The Overweighter [2X]
As I grab the mic to speak, how they rush and pack
No misdegree it might lead to you, gettin cracked
My name is emcee Heavy D, I'm known to the nation
The Overweighter, is my creation
Beloved intelligence BACKED, by elegance
Practically impossible for you to, rebel against
The form is strong and strictly up-to-dated
Sit back and listen to, what Heavy situated -
Overweighter!
The Overweighter
Complications may develop, during this form of rap
I've overcome it overwhelmingly it's just a fact
Cause I'm a trooper on the mic that's then to be
an inspiration for folks who sit in the rap industry
Before I will obtain, gain without strain
And power so strong that I absorb to remain
the wizard of rap, on the microphone stand
Make it seem like it's a dream, I'm in command
The Overweighter! The Overweighter
The Overweighter! (The Overweighter)
The rhyme be comin at'cha like a bat out of hell
The jam is fresh we made it well, I know what it sell
When I say we, it ain't just me, cause it's my DJ too
He jams tonight for yo' delight, when I say yo' I mean
you
To be specific, he's terrific, he can't be whack
So sit down you need to clap, with [?] cap
Cause he's alert and he will hurt, on his face there'll
be a smirk
to sweep the rest away, and treat 'em all like dirt
He's on top, he won't drop! He will not stop
Bend jocks around the block, when in the spot
He's the best I must confess, you will be impressed
Let me introduce you all to my partner - Eddie F
[Eddie cuts and scratches for a bit]
Deejay, Eddie F!!
Eddie F!!
Check out my talent with finesse and poise
Cause what I represent is music, not noise
I'm a talented graceful, rhymes are so tasteful
Snatch your girl with a wink, I got much pull!
Why do you think they call me MC Hev D?
Cause I'm an Overweight Lover on the M-I-C
Not a girl inside the crowd that'll disagree
But if there is, come check with me, personally
The Overweighter! The Overweighter
The Overweighter! The Overweighter
A-YAH!
[Intro]
Dis man, don't trouble no one
But if you trouble dis man, he will bring a bam bam
What a bam bam, kay-a, diss and what a bam bam
Bam bam belong bam bam, bam bam belong bam bam
Big up the boom, big up the bang, some suckers can't
hang
with all that ying yang, yang yang yang yang
It seems you talk mighty tough on your jams when you
rap
Go in the hood, and you'll probably get SLAPPED
I know your type, you're a weasel, a weeble, a wobble
A weeble wobble, push you over, watch you topple
I never grew in the ghetto, but I slung in the ghetto
And I seen plenty of bums get done in the ghetto
So money knock it off with the tough guy imagery
You think I ain't tough, cause I don't talk tough?
Then scrimmage me - I think you got me wrongly pegged
I don't smoke blunts, I smoke stunts, so shake a leg
and make room for the big belly captain
Slappin up saps and respect when I'm rappin
Just because you see me in a suit, lookin cute
on an R&B; jam makin loots with my troops
you wanna test ME?
The bum diddly diddly diddly diddly D, uh!
I think you got it all wrong, we're too strong
My crew last long, we drop bombs 'til the early morn
So knock it off, with the yikkity yak, the yakkity yak
and jump off the dilzznick
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
(Talk is cheap!) Watch your mouth when you speak
(Talk is cheap!) What, you dirty little creep?
(Talk is cheap!) Watch your mouth when you speak
(Talk is cheap!) Eh-heh, eh-heh, eh-heh
My name ain't Getty, it's Heavy, so don't gas me
You punks too slow, so you know you can't pass me
I wreck shop, I get props when I rock B
Some mad cop but they still stop and jock me
Yo I'm the Over-what? Punk, come and trouble what?
Punk, tell my momma what? Punk, eh-heh, eh-heh!
I get up and gallop and go, like a stall-ion
So nobody diss de cham-pion, WAHH!!
I know honeydips, with Coach bag money clips
And if money flips, I'll take his girl on a sunny trip
So okey dokey I like Smokey but I'll rob his son
for fun, if I had a gun, a gun
But I'm not a pistol packer, I'm a punani whacker
Ask Tammy, I'm a fanny smacker
Never fit the flunky, never juiced a junkie
Used to drink liquor but I hated Brass Monkey
Came on the scene when I was only a teen
Peace to T-Roy, a major part of the team
Everything is Mop & Glo, sugar and sweet
So respect the beat (WHY?!) cause talk is cheap
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
Bam bam belong bam bam [3X]
Diss and what a bam bam
I got the wig, can you dig? I'm a tough nig
Sweeter than a fig big, peace to brothers doin bids
So you wanna play a game of catch up? You better back
up
You can't mess up when you sleep they'll come and test
ya tough
(Conjunction junction, what's your function?)
Hookin up mics and makin 'em work right...
Peace to all the new jacks who keep raps in formats
And all macks, and in fact, never forget the old cats
To them I show 'nuff various 'spect
Notice the dialect, when I foot step, I catch wreck
You're a shinin star, no matter who you are
Made a fancy record, now I drive a fancy car
When I was in school I thought it was cool, I had a
cigarette
Then I found that cigarettes was only good for smelly
breath
You're blind, so never you worry about me
I'm the H-to-the-E, A-to-the-V, Y-to-the-D
The mack daddy, one hundred percent beef patty
Drive around with Peppermint Patty in a pink caddy
Everything is Mop & Glo, sugar and sweet
So respect the beat (WHY?!) cause talk is cheap!
[Chorus]
I'm gettin cash every show, cause I'm a hip-hop pro
Five hundred thousad of my records, will sell and go
gold
Grab your Bacardi and go, Heavy D is no joke
Gettin paid by the pound so I could NEVER go broke
You know the rhymes that I write, just like the swish
from my Nike
Nothin wrong with soundin soulful everything is precise
Check the cardio depth, cause I'ma work up a sweat
It gets no better than this, this is as good as it gets
I'm gettin paid... I'm gettin paid
In my room against the wall, lies my Nike sneakers
In the back of my 'blazer, is my piledrivin speakers
Performance of my system, solid as a rock
I got a whip so people look, when I cruise up the block
I'm the H-E-A-V-Y dash, get cash in a flash
So fast D no other emcee, will ever surpass
my rhymin skill, because I'm dressed to kill
When I get loose upon the mic, you become - FULFILLED!
My rhymes must be noticed, cause I'm the one who wrote
it
Some say they don't like it, but turn around and quote
it
HOLD IT~! I wanna make sure, you know who I am
What's my name? (Heavy D) That's right now back to the
jam
I'm gettin paid... I'm gettin paid
Aiyyo let's do it like this, break this down Eddie F
[Interlude]
Aiyyo, I'm gettin so much cash
I got girls all over the world
Cause I'm the Overweight Lover, Heavy D
I got a gold plated 4x4, blazin pinky rings
Nugget watches, nugget chains, nugget hats
Nugget bracelets, nugget notes, nugget beats
I'm so RICH in talent, I'm so that
I'm just paid, I'm gettin paid
I'm tellin you I'm gettin paid
[instrumental solos for a bit]
I stayed up late, I took the time to create
I erased and rearranged, 'til it was great
Grabbed my pen and my pad, just thought I'd write
somethin bad
To my show in a li-mo, I won't appear in a cab
When I step out my Jeep, the ladies kiss on my cheek
And then I'm rudely interrupted cause my beeper goes
beep
The Gucci gear that I wear, just like my natural curled
hair
And every place I appear, the people stop and stare
They look - whisper - kick 'em and point
And accordin to the public HEAVY D IS THE JOINT
They admire the gold, that I wear so bold
And like a river that flow, my bank account will grow
If I need to know time, I look at my nugget watch
I got all flavor Nikes with the fat colored socks
I'm gettin paid! I'm gettin paid
Back to Hev, back to the Big Daddy
We be gettin' down for real
Y'all ready, tell me who be that, Heav' Biggie
Girls say he cutie, absolutely jiggy
I be that big fella in the summer sportin' linen
Bacardi and lemon, party with de women
Big Dada, papi grande
6-double-oh pusher, where yo' Honda
My belly stay jigglin', keepin' yo' backside wigglin'
Who bigger in, dis dan me?
Nobody, Heav' Dadi, down to rock the party
I be sendin' chills through yo' body
And y'all ain't seen nuttin' quite like me
I be gettin' down on the M-I-C
Only dimepiece you gon' catch me wit'
Big belly, can you handle it?
Heav' Diggy, niggy, be jiggy
Baby you ready, for Big Daddy?
However do you want it? However do you need it?
How-however do you want it? However do you need it?
However do you want it? However do you need it?
How-ever do you want it? However do you need it?
I push Ranges and 6's
While you gettin' chump change in the business, dames look delicious
Buddies that I hung with changed, look suspicious
What is it? Must be the fame and the digits
Big kid from Mount V', in the top ten you count me
Rhymin' off of tracks that's bouncy
Ladies hound me, one of the young and old folks
Thanks to the banks that hold my gross notes
Heavy, make the crowd wiggle like spaghetti
Waterbed, baby are you ready
Spend it, be been big since the beginnin'
Stay winnin', grinnin', Heav' chillin'
Check it out, who got the hottest record out?
Heav' Water, you can't hang, yo' bread short
'Til den, I'll be in Beverly Hills chillin'
Ladies love me, Big Daddy, one in a million
However do you want it? However do you need it?
How-however do you want it? However do you need it?
However do you want it? However do you need it?
How-ever do you want it? However do you need it?
Yo all the ladies wanna know is where Gruff at?
They love that, smooth Harlem World thug cat
Got a man but I'm the one they blush at
Rush at, in the Vigor plush Ac'
Me and Heav' Diggy stay fly, dress jiggy
Got bad girls who online sex with me
Bone crusher, best believe I'm gon' lust her
Hot mama you can catch a fever when you touch her
Hey yo Gruff them cats don't know how we be really gettin' down
Water to Uptown, pass it around, holdin' it down
All across the world they be blowin' our sound
I'm a legend, reppin' on your Hot 9-7
Jigalo, all the dimes swearin'
Gold front smile and plus I shine with baguettes an'
Have things cats couldn't rhyme in my session
Baby you ain't ready, when it come to Gruff he Big Daddy
However do you want it? However do you need it?
How-however do you want it? However do you need it?
However do you want it? However do you need it?
[Intro: Heavy D talking]
Ugh
Hey, heh ha ha
This one goes out to all those who wanna do their own
thing y'knowI'msayin?
Tonight is dedicated to you
Do what you wanna do, have fun
You call the shots, and it's on me ha HA
Here we go
Bring it onni onni onni onni on one
No matter what they say, no matter what they do
Tonight is your night so do what you want to
Grab a girl, grab a guy, say hi, say ho
Throw your hands in the air and let the music flow
Now here we go, once again it's the man with the wings
on the double
Got my shovel and I'm diggin for skins
Now everything is alright, nobody's uptight
Could be the lights but all the girls look right
Now I'm coolin in the corner with a cutie named Judy
and a girl named Sheryl, said she been around the world
Went and strolled on her own through the club on a rub-
a-dub tip
tryin to snuggle up wit another honeydip
I see my peoples on the dancefloor doin their thing
As I 'gan to sing, believe me it's a black thing
The party's all jumpin, everything is alright
So do what you wanna do cos it's your night
[Chorus: The Boyz]
Tonight - This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
[Heavy D]
I need the dancefloor stacked with back-to-back blacks
and blunts to get contact, some stunts to get tumtaps
The night is still young, the fun is still fun
Everybody move your body, it ain't nuttin but a party
Folks can I get a "ho"? (HO)
Ladies can I get a "oww"? (OWW) so hear me now
It's a regular routine thing where brothers do their
thing
It ain't Arsenio, but it's definitely a night thing
The atmosphere is a rap-most-fear
and everybody from nowhere to somewhere is here
So act like you know, and float with the flow
You heard it on stereo, see it on the video
Everybody's workin up a sweat
Even though roughneck is with the roughneck step
The party's all jumpin, everything is right
So do what you wanna do cos this is your night
[Chorus: The Boyz]
Tonight - This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
[Heavy D]
I got the goods and the goodies, some brothers be in
hoodies
and some girls be in tight jeans, it's part of the
night scene
Everybody is freshly dipped
Brothers be at the bar actin like movie stars, set to
flip
The whole crowd's in a good groove, eatin the good food
Soul food to keep you in a good mood
Champagne flowin, people hey-hoin
Time just passed without ya even knowin
Party's like pretty sights, late nights
Flexed from a set to the next set, it's aight
The party's only jumpin, everything is tight
So do what you want because it's your night
[Chorus x2: The Boyz]
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
This is your night
Tonight - Everything's gonna be - alright
Now that we found found love
What are we gonna do with it. [x2]
One two, tell me what you got
Let me slip my quarters inside your slot to hit the
jackpot
Rev me up Rev me up
My little buttercup
We can tug sheets snuggle up and get stuck
Believe it or not
Here comes the brother with glow
A strugglin', Bubblin' overweight lover hurt prone
So what's it gonna be
Me or the TV
Now let me take time to set your mind and your body
free
So why don't you just stretch
Stretch for a sec.
[?]
Shake me, Shake me
Baby Baby bake me
No need to fake here I am
Come on and take me
Wind your body
Baby move your body
I see you slip sliding
Come on now do it hottie
I'm not quite sure as to what is going down
But I'm feeling Hunky Dory
'bout this thing that I found
[CHORUS x2]
I dig the way you wiggle
You don't jiggle
Once you jiggle
So hand over your love
Cause it's heavier
Than it'll
Move like a Mover
Sye wanted to groove
So I grooved her
Then she wanted to learn
So we'd be schoolin'
So I schooled her
(Mary had a little lamb)
But not like this
We can waltz and turn
Rumble tumble and twist
Then you think you gonna give in
Phantasies relivin'
So lay down and relax
Lover my lady
Lady love of my baby girl
Spread your wings
So we can fly around the world
[?]
When you drop me kisses
You're so cute you drop the bomb on me
Stretch it
Stretch it
Flex it
Flex it
Gimme the permission
Okey, Dokey
I'll bless ya
Blessin' like buddha
Buddha as the bless
You can lay down on the Lover
Put your head on my chest
[CHORUS x2]
What can we do
What are we gonna do
Roses are red and Violets are blue
Love is good and plenty
If you get plenty good lovin'
[?]
Do me right
Do me right
My lonesome dove
Tell me one more time
What is this thing called love
I'm not quite sure
As to what is going down
But I'm feelin' Hunkey Dory
'Bout this thing that I found
Hola mama, hola papa
Como estas? Bien y tu?
Chillin', you look good, you too papi
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Yeah, [Incomprehensible] por favor
[Incomprehensible] right, yeah, yeah
Check, check [Incomprehensible]
Yo, check me, check me, yo
Such a long way to go
But I can't wait to see my little Spanish fly
Such a lonely road to roam
But I can't wait to see my little Spanish fly
Right, right, yo, yo
I met her at the Copa Cabana, how she look?
Word to mom, she bananas, I swear I wanna slam her
Like Tito Santana, can't wait to wrestle her
Curious about the sex in her, Gabbana dress on her
Next to her, this cat champagne sippin', ice drippin'
Roley's on the cuff but she winked at Big Stuff
How you doin', papa? I'm just chillin', mama
Loungin' smokin' on your Cubana
Si, D, first name Heavy
She started rubbin' on my big belly
Stay put, I can see how you got these other dames shook
'Cause from the first look a nigga like water was hooked
She said the name was Carmelita Boricua
From Puerto Rica, tu eres, mi amiga, senorita?
Me and you friends baby, me and you friends
Si somos amigos
Such a long way to go
But I can't wait to see my little Spanish fly
Such a lonely road to roam
But I can't wait to see my little Spanish fly
Yo, you the fliest lady in the house, true, hear Heavy out
Wanna make you scream, wanna make you shout okay
Let me feel this real, baby we can chill
Week in Brazil, D, keep it real
Sleep in the hills, native of the Ville
Native of Jamaica, steady makin' paper, aight
See all the linens be crushed plus the gators
Smoke Cuban, gruff smoke Garcia Vegas and dutches
Did world tours, ten buses, what? Live life deluxest
Some friends is hustlers and them the type
Of cats that will spend ends to touch ya
See me, I wanna love ya, just flow with Diggy
And I'm always thinkin' of ya, that's word to Biggie
Let's blow this joint and splurge the city
Damn you, pretty, gracias, and them niggaz over there
Can't stand you with me, mamita, um beso, por favor
Por que? Por favor mama, por favor
Such a long way to go
But I can't wait to see, my little Spanish fly
Such a lonely road to roam
But I can't wait to see, my little Spanish fly
Such a long way to go
But I can't wait to see, my little Spanish fly
Such a lonely road to roam
But I can't wait to see, my little Spanish fly
[Incomprehensible]
featuring Biggie Smalls, Busta Rhymes, Guru, Rob-O, Third Eye
Intro/Chorus:
Who's on the microphone? A BUNCHA NIGGAS! (repeat 3X)
I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone
Chorus
[Third Eye]
The Group Home's down yo, flippin with West and me
Charge a gap quick kid, best believe it G
Oh, I like to flip the script and have a track record
Wreckin it swift, I'm tellin ya to heck with tell to get with the
crazy hairy thinkin drinkin cripple drunken monkey
style back alley freaky ass to gas technique
So peak, it's about to get deep, we just kick
your Third Eye right open don't let your eyeball sleep
The next step is the check, let's tell theses niggas whassup
Cause we get freaky G, no you can't get with me
Save yourself the trouble step back black, and don't even bother
Word to Shop and Swift they get called in like I'm your father
Chorus
[Guru]
Aiyyo, it's time for me to flow and get down with this
I'm pullin out my mic, spittin off some rounds to this
I gotta known rep, so son you better slide out
Cause when I'm flippin, I'll be rippin your pride out
So called gangsters play roles like in the movies
Oughta save that, they're way bad, you could never do me
I'm real as they come, I'll beat ya numb with my vocal tones
Words hit like aluminum bats to your dome
No charges against me cause I'm jumpin the law man
A-men, punks should cancel their plans
As the invincible principle Gang, is gettin bigger
Sayin peace to the Heavster rollin with a buncha niggas
Chorus
[Biggie Smalls/Notorious B.I.G.]
I bring drama like ya, spit on my momma
Cannibalistic, like that nigga Jeffrey Dahmer
I'ma, head peeler, girl stealer
Coffin sealer, ex-drug dealer, HUHHHHHH!
When I hit you with the blow of death I leave nothin left
I cook you up so quick they call me Biggie Smalls the Chef
My burner's in my left, I'm not the type to fight
I'm blowin up quick like a stick of dynamite
So call nine-one-one, Biggie's got a gun
The gat to your back, I'm smokin everyone
Quick to pack, quick to squeeze on the trigger
Who's in the house? HUHHHHHH! A buncha niggas!
Chorus
[Rob-O]
Like yo, beg your pardon, whoa
when I put one to the head nuff funk shit startin
Fine, so I headline for the public
Get mine for my rap subjects
Packed with potential, wisdom versatile elements
to quench your sense, I get down so feel the mental
Rhyme pro I'm Rob-O, the super spectacular
Brown skinned junior from Africa
Blowin up so it's, possible to freak
See the highlight, in fly writing, don't give a [fuck]
I split when it's through then it's get with the Guinness brew
and give a shoutout to my Uptown crew and still I'm wreckin
Chorus
[Heavy D]
Yo, here I go, here I go, here comes the man again gain
Ruff with a pad and pen, so run go tell your friends
It's the big belly babalu boogaloo big, boy
And I got plenty honies there's no need for no sex toy
Free me, slavery, let me go oh no no no
No longer will you treat my beautiful sisters like they're filthy hoes
Never ran from static men to crew get dramatic
And I get crazy respect from crazy crews with automatics
Now push could come to shove because they love the way I flip a skip
And that's what keeps me kinda popular with all the honeydaps
So look at me now, and tell me who is bigger?
When I'm on the block I'm with my flock and I'm rollin with a buncha niggas
Chorus
[Busta Rhymes]
Well HELLO HI! HELLO HELLO! How ya doin?!
HI! Hello hi HEY, how ya doin?! Voltronic!
Busta Rhymes comin with the mad ultrasonic
Esophagus to rock it, wreckin niggas need to stop it
You get your style busted that's just what they get for comin
You want some?! Yes I know you want some of the TALENT!
But you can juice up, and em-otionally get wicked
to stick it, in your inner groove watch a nigga kick it
Ohh hah! Yo Bee, Busta Rhymes
be my niggan, never muggin, only lovin and huggin
my niggas, as we get bigger we come diesel
as masculine figures, L.O.N.S. we gettin thicker with a buncha niggas!
YESS!
Tic-tac, toe'n, three in a row and privilege
Sit back, relax, listen to a pro and
As I start goin, blowin, flowin, and showin
MCs' - that I am the capital H-E-A-V-Y-D-sin
This is my yard, better get my? preason?
No discontent cause I'm all about pleasin
Ladies come to me because, they love squeezin
If you don't see me, I'm probably skeezin!
Eaaaaaaa-zy desert on the smooth tip
As I get loose, kinda like I say rip this
Format of my rap, listen to direction
Six foot three, with a manila, complexion
Dance - shake, rock, roll
Heav is in the house I got total, control
I'm a inject, respect, collect a fat check
Heav is in effect - but you ain't heard nuttin yet!
How could I explain to ya - the Heavmania
Tryna figure eight or make it simple and plain to ya
Hmm, I'm the Heavster, a rap register
That flows with cash so fast you can't measure the
Intent of content that I rep-re-sent
The format of my rap from past to present tense
Girls they adore me, they scream for me
Fellas get jealous cause the ladies won't ignore me
Ov-er-weight Lo-ver MC
H-E-A-V-Y-D, rap champion
Ask Nick and Damian
Joe Black, Pete Rock, Billy Bob and they'll explain to
ya
Who is the greatest, the biggest, the baddest!
(baddest!)
They won't front, they know the Heavy D. status
My favorite, old time group came Gladys
Knight & The Pips and, love "Flip" Wilson
The Great Houdini was my, favorite magician
Sit back relax, cause Heav is on a mission
I'm a inject, de-tect, dialect, disect, direct
Heav is in effect - but you ain't heard nuttin yet!
Aiyyo back up, don't even press up, it's time to set up
The staaage, and I won't let up, 'til y'all get up
Or respect whet we inject, so come correct
Heavy D.'s in ef-fect (fect) - but you ain't heard
nuttin yet!
Wreaka, no half-stepper, rhyme veteran
Ripper, Moet sipper, cause I'm better in
This hand, even that and, a matter of fact
You wanna know the place to be, the place to be is
where Heavy's at
I soar without a fall, cause I'm courageously standing
I'm in demand, and on the stage I be better
With Eddie F., he's right back at me
The Boyz are to the left and the right, you know we
gotta be
Cor-rect as we expect, you too accept our subject
That we direct, to all turtleneck rappers who seem
upset
Heavy D.'s in ef-FECT (FECT) - but you ain't heard
nuttin yet!
(Cause he's The Overweight Lover Heavy D!)
Coolin in my crib and I'm cold, maxin
Call up a cutie, I'm in the mood for relaxin
Get my phone book from, top o' the shelf
I'll dial 66 - hm, I better keep it to myself
Call up a cutie with a triple star next to it
She says, "Hello," we con-versate a bit
Invite her over for a candlelight dinner
Believe me when I tell you that this girlie is a winner
Shortly after that, I hear the doorbell ring
Turn on the radio, Anita Baker starts to sing
Open up the door and I kiss her on the cheek
She's so nice, polite, petite, so sweet
Sit her on the couch and uh, remove her coat
Squat next to her, (ahem) clear my throat
Whisper in her ear, told her what she wants to hear
Let her know that, "Have no fear - Heavy D.'s here"
And...
[Chorus:]
Gyrlz they, gyrlz they love me
(Cause he's The Overweight Lover Heavy D!)
Gyrlz they, gyrlz they love me
(Cause he's The Overweight Lover Heavy D!)
Take my hand, walk with me
I'm the imperial, Overweight Lover MC Heavy D.
Now that I've introduced myself correctly
Do you have a moment to spend some time with me?
Would you like a drink, maybe a Piña, Colada
A strawberry Daiquiri, a wine from Havana
It really doesn't matter, the choice is yours
And when you're through with your drink, we'll take a
walk out-doors
Gazed at the stars, walked down the boardwalk
Sit by the beach and talk lover's talk
Make a quick call on my cellular phone
Some type of limousine to pick us up and take us home
Ahh! - an enjoyable night
The mood was smooth and everything was alright
It may be hard for you, but it's easy for me
Cause girls, the girls, the girls, THEY LOVE ME!
[Chorus x2]
[DJ Eddie F. cuts and scratches:]
[James Brown:] "Funky!"
Me, Glenn, and Troy went to a disco (word)
Pete Rock and CL Smooth was on stage drinkin Cisco
Damien had his girl Michelle (of course!)
Craig Boogie had a girl that I never seen before
Eddie F. was home makin a beat [scratches]
Mick T. was at the crib on a hundred and twenty-two
street (chillin)
Tootie had a cutie that was dope (Damn!)
Groovy Lou, Quan, and Little Dow was crackin jokes (YOU
BIG!)
Grapp had the dancefloor packed (GO, GO, GO)
Joe Black was in the corner lookin meanie when he [?]
Tommy, George, Jeff and Butta was on the spot
Buyin champagne from the crew a hundred dollars a pop!
Me, I was casin the joint
Clockin all the people as they stared and point
It feels really good to be Heavy D.
Because the girls, the girls, they LOVE me!
[Chorus x2]
Gyrlz they, gyrlz they love me...
[DJ Eddie F. cuts and scratches again]
(Cause he's The Overweight Lover Heavy D!)
[Heavy D]
I'm gon' make you love me!
Word.. word..
Word, word
Pretty lady, can I have a
Second of your time, in order to deliver
This message that I've been keepin
Inside for a while since you and I been meetin
Now, I've seen girls, in many different places
Some were fly, some with okay faces
But all that you could do was stop and glance
But you really caught the eye of the Overweight Prince
That day that I saw you shoppin in Macy's
Tried to track you down, girl you drove me crazy
Now that I got you, in front of me
You'll never wanna leave Heavy D, I'm gonna make you
love me
[Chorus]
I'm gonna make you love me, love me
I'm gonna make you love me
I'm gonna make you love me, love me
I'm gonna make you... love me
[Heavy D]
It took weeks, tried to track you down
Spent a whole lot of time searchin all around town
It's like you disappeared, without a trace
Then one day I turned around BOOM you're right in my
face
So just chill, cause this will only take a minute
Sit down relax while I start from the beginnin
See I am Heavy D and entertainment's my profession
There's no stoppin love when I start my caressin
I can make your day, much brighter than the sun
And if you like good times, I'm the one for fun
I won't try to buy you girl with my money or gold
Cause love can't be bought is how the story is told
But I'll treat you really good, give you all of my time
And each and every day you will be on my mind
All I want from you is truth and honesty
You'll never wanna leave Heavy D, cause I'ma make you
love me
[Chorus]
I'm gonna make you love me
I'm gonna make you love me
I'm gonna make you love me
I'm gonna make YOU... love me
[Heavy D - over Chorus]
Yeah you see what I'm sayin?
Y'know, come to the crib, say about 9 o'clock
And I'll have the filet mignon
And Dom Perignon CHILLIN on ICE
And when you come, park, y'knahmsayin? Word
Smooth like raindrops, a clock goes tick tock
Nothin else to do but relax
So I cruise up the avenue, in my new convertible
I see a cutie, my duty is to flirt a little
Get out the car and shake a few hands
Kick some 'sation.. then expand
to the next territory, got some people waitin for me
Get to the spot, drop the top, and then we his-tory
Move down to the Apollo, 125th Street
That's where the people of all creeds and colors meet
Push up on a cutie, and let her squeeze me..
Easy does it, do it easy
[samples]
Ca-ca-ca-catch it if you can
cause if you don't, you might m-m-m-miss it
The beat is dope, and no note, you can qu-qu-qu-quiz it
The way that I flow, is like an international pro
I'ma let you know, when I go I grow
I flow and blow, to the right tempo
My rhymes are in there, for me it's very simple
I'm the extordinaire, others they can't compare
to the six foot two half inch light skinned brother
with curly hair
An Overweight Lovin machine, the Boyz are my team
My presence is felt, hearts melt like heated ice cream
When I'm through, stand up and clap your hands
But for now, ca-ca-ca-ca-catch it if you can
It's as easy as 1-2-3, A-B-C
And me, I'm the Overweight Lover Heavy D
Push up on a cutie, and let her squeeze me..
Easy does it, do it easy
[samples]
Break it down..
Easy does it, do it easy
Easy..
Easy does it.. bring it back..
[?]
Do it easy, easy, easy..
I'm laid back, on eight track, and in fact, I'm relaxed
Grab the mic.. no setbacks
Come on strong like a blizzard, the microphone wizard..
Rather exquisite
Sound check, one two one two
Many are called but the chosen are few
And I've been selected, others resurrected
My style, profile, are very well perfected
Move swiftly, stay calm then cool
Lyrics for your spirit that'll make you drool
Push up on a cutie, and let her squeeze me..
Easy does it, do it easy
[samples and scratches to end, Heavy ad libs]
[Intro: interview with some lady]
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
[Pete Rock and CL Smooth's "Mecca and the Soul Brother"
LP]
Uhh, yeah, here we go, what
funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uhh, yeah, here we go, what
funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
This one goes out to all those... heads
KnowhatI'msayin? Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan
Money-earnin Mount Vernon, can't forget the uptown
Here we go
[Verse 1:]
Aiyyo turn me loose I don't produce with no buttercup
Premier got the butter cuts, here comes that ol rugged
stuff
No room for no pitty-pat, petty kitty-kat rap
I jig em renege em or give em a dug em diggum smack
I seen you hangin on ghetto blocks, tryin to get ghetto
props
You need to stop, you're just a ghetto flop
Here comes niggy-nack piggyback, knapsack sacky
Saki, classic like a Kawasaki, rough like Rocky
Sisters call me dadi Puerto Ricans call me papi
You can't stop me
Uhh, cause in these times of tough times
I'm coming with rough rhymes
Rugged beats I'm passin time on satin sheets
And where I came from, some come from
Tryin to diss the champion, numba one, Don Gargon
Talkin behind my back like they alla that, they ain't
halfa that
Matter of fact, I'm the one who put the town on the map
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
Yeah...funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uhhh...yeah, well alright c'mon
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Yeah...yes, well alright c'mon
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
[Verse 2:]
Here comes the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow
I like to do bigger show, so I can get bigger dough
I hung out in crazy states, sit down and ate crazy
steaks
In the morning time I wake up with a rhyme and soem
Corn Flakes
Rap is a stallion's job, hung out with italian mobs
I been around the world with pretty girls and they
credit cards
Around in the Source van, got paid when my horse ran
And despite the verdict, I'm still a Mike Tyson fan
In the trench I get ruff, on the stretch, I get vexed
Eddie F's on the set who's next to get wrecked
Mr. Sweeperman, time to do the sweep up
Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin too much time with
their feets up
Listen to it, this is how I do it
When I wreck a set rhymes float like fluid
Lord have mercy on those who curse me
You don't appreciate, neither-for you don't deserve me
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
Yeah...what? Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uhhh...talk about it alright yeah
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uhhh...yeah, well alright c'mon
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
So break it down
"So easy does it on the DL, the Heavster"
[x8]
[Verse 3:]
Didn't it make you sick when I went pop and I kept my
props
and I blew up the spot and was large on your block
I know it did that's why you formed the committee
Of a bunch of itty bitty silly Milli Vanilli hillbilly
niggies
never mind all the chitter chat, cause I got a bigger
bat
Step out of line again to get your jaw tapped
Don't try to play me for cream puff
Forgot I was big stuff, rough tough, and all that
stuff, huh?
You jabber jaw junkie, rap tour flunkie
Quick at the lip, but when you see me you flip like a
monkey
It always amazes me, how some brother's faces be
Smilin but behind your back they talk like an enemy
But I got a sharper blade, from here I see better days
Sittin on my porch countin loot drinkin lemonade
Swingin with the shy type, girl who's the fly type
The non gettin high type, that's how you know she's my
type
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
[repeat until end]
[Heavy D]
I'd like to dedicate this song
To everyone who's cried before
Who's felt pain and suffering before
This just ain't about me
But most importantly I'd like to send this song out to my family
I love my family
'Specially my mother and my father
I wanna thank you for being so strong
God bless you, I love you
Sometimes I sit back, relax, sip on Cognac, reminscin
on how it used to be, when we were kids
Laughin at the things that we did (uh-huh)
Damn near broke but we knew how to live, peep the scene
Mom and dad, bustin they ass, 14 years
In the night they would pass, each other
Tryin to raise six of us - one sister, four brothers
Two deceased, laid to rest
And I miss you cats, what I wouldn't give to bring you back
To fill the void that you left in my heart
Your last breath really tore me apart
And I'm sorry if I never said I loved you enough
I truly did
[Chorus: Chico DeBarge]
Ask, heaven, heaven - is there room for me?
Cause I believe, that's where you'll be
Waiting for me, at the end of a stairway to heaven
[Heavy D]
Aiyyo I swear to you, I'll put it on the bible, no lie
On the days you guys died, I seen daddy cried
I was shocked, y'all know how tough pop is (f'real)
But he really turned soft when life stopped his kids (damn)
Speakin of kids? Yours - beautiful
Promisin, beautiful, I wish you could see 'em
So much of life, with a touch of yo' light
And I'm doin my best, to make sure they alright
When I was young, some big kids stole my bike
Came home and told y'all and had it back that night
When I was older you started smokin and you sold my bike
I remember cause I cried all night; I wasn't mad
I was sad cause the crack had control of your life
And you couldn't even put up a fight
You told me Dwight, I promise lil' brother, I'ma make it alright
You left home, and you died that night - damn I miss you
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
Thanksgiving day, came home, surprised the family (surprise)
Walked inside the crib, the mood was wrong (damn)
I heard my moms in the background screamin on the phone (dad what's goin on?)
I rushed to get closer like yo mom, what's wrong?
She said your brother's buggin out, hurry up, take a look
I grabbed my brother Floyd and we started to book (run run)
It wouldn't take long, he lived right around the block
I tried to stay strong, but I was shakin a lot (I'm scared)
Got there, ran up the stairs, he was stretched out in the lobby
A 7-year jail bid physique graced his body
I fell to my knees, like no Jerry please
I was frightened, he was fightin to breathe
Mumblin somethin "Heav' don't let 'em take me I ain't ready to leave"
I felt his clutch on the cuff of my sleeve, then it eased
He felt calm, as he died in my arms
OD's off of heron, and just like that, he was gone
Thanksgiving day will forever be hard
Cause that's the day we gave my brother to God, ma you hear me?
Thanksgiving day will forever be hard
Cause that's the day we gave my brother to God, I love you
[Intro]
Brother, brother (Sister sister, the way I-)
You're gonna need her (Sister sister, the way I-)
Brother, brother (Sister sister, the way I-)
You're gonna need her (Sister sister..)
[Heavy D]
This one goes out to.. (Sister sister)
All the black women in our society
who has gone through so much pain and struggle (The way
I-)
Gonna let you know that..(Sister sister)
I'm thinking about you (The way I-)
and from the bottom of my heart, I love you
(Sister sister, the way I-)
Sister sister, my Nubian princess
This one's for you, 'cause I'm tired of the nonsense
Not speaking of a sister from immeadiate family
but to all the sisters with a black mentality
I've grown up watchin you struggle
While others work singles, you work doubles
If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be born
Who would sew our clothes when they were torn?
I remember trips you couldn't take
So you can buy clothes for your kids to look straight
A few ways to make a dim day bright
Use it for a crutch 'fore you limp through right
Never met a person with a pride so true
Without a strong sis, then what can a black man do?
Many are called but the chosen are few
Sister sister, I feel good about you
[Chorus]
The way I feel about you
(Sister sister, the way I-)
The way I feel about you
(Sister sister..)
The way I feel about you
(Sister sister, the way I-)
The way I feel aboooooout yooooou
[Heavy D]
I could recall those sleepless nights
Three in the morning, is my baby alright?
Can't wait to greet 'em with your sensitive touch
'Cause you know he's on the street, that society left
us (Sensitive touch)
I remember when you bandaged my boo
So your sonny was a winner and hopes that he wouldn't
lose
Look at your frame, your structure, pride won't
puncture
Can't get enough of the way you love your family
You'd be damned if we, ever borrowed sugar for a hot
cup of tea
How many tears must you cry? (Dry up)
How many prayers must be said for your kids to get by?
How many time must you fix the break and
mend the torn and befriend the lonesome?
They say being black is crazy
It's hard to be black, but it's hell to be a black lady
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
Break it down! Sister sister
(Sister sister, the way I-)
Sister sister (...the way I-)
I love you
Sister sister
(Sister sister, the way I-)
Sister sister
(Sister sister, the way I-)
Get funky, Marley
Oh yeah...do me a favor..
[Chorus 2]
The way I feel about you
(Sister sister, sister sister)
The way I feel about you
(Sister sister, sister sister)
The way I feel about you
(Sister sister, sister sister)
The way I feel aboooooout yooooou
(Sister sister, sister sister, the way I-)
[Heavy D]
To all the mothers who's lost and mourned
To all the girls whose hearts been torn
To all the sisters who cried for a brother
I have a love for you I couldn't have for another
I'm proud to see you in your executive chair
I'm proud to know you giving us medical care
Oh what weak men we would be
without the strong black women in our society
Scrub, you cook, you clean, you know you're goin to
Not because you have to, but because you want to
Not unless you carry, but to give
You love, you cry, you laugh, you weep
You hug, it's you that I envy
'Cause when it comes to givin love, you give it good
and plenty
Sister sister, respect is due
and from the bottom of my heart [kiss], I feel good
about you
[Chorus]
[Outro: Heavy D]
We all need to give more thought, to our sisters out
there
Our future sisters, but is soon turning to parents
And give love that we've gotten
And the babies out there, the little GIRL babies
who grow up to be future sisters
And all you brothers out there
Take time to think that it's a sister you came from
And the same sister that you dissin today...
...may be the same sister you need tomorrow
Peace!
Brother, brother (Sister sister, the way I-)
You're gonna need her (Sister sister, the way I-)
[fades]
[Intro]
I'm flexin! That's right y'all
The Overweight Lover MC Heavy D's in effect
This record goes out to my whole crew in money-earnin
Mount Vernon
Cause we are definitely flexin, y'knahmsayin?
We gon' kick it somethin like this
Yo Eddie F, drop it
My system - done in oral concept [?] does the sound
check
Eddie F gettin paid as he slayed on the fade flex
Cash a top priority, clothes in much variety
I won't be schooled I'm rulin in society
Lyrics for your backbone, used to play the saxophone
My voice is deep, when I speak, makes me a baritone
Girlies by the phone book, money like a swift crook
A brother had beef I said peace and we hand shook
Ladies, and gentlemen, the crowd I like to settle them
Peace love and Heaviness is definitely the element
Back up, I'm comin to invade your section
Won't be any room, when I start flexin - flexin
I'm flexin; I'm flexin - flexin
I'm flexin
Gettin funky on a flip like a monkey on a beam
like a junkie on a pole, me weak? I just peak and get
stronger
What I'm doin is freestylin, meanwhile I'm profilin
Jettin settin gettin paid - keeps me smilin
Girlies on the dance floor, Dwight is what the D stands
for
After ev-ery show you want an encore
Peep what $20 bust, rollin on the tour bus
Never leave without your raincoat, could be dangerous
Money-earnin Mount Vernon's where I live and chill at
At the rest I confess is where I build at
Hands clap, feet tap, fingers snap, when I rap
Not another brother that could rip this drum track
Nikes on my toe tip, Coke not a sniff or a hit but a
sip it's legit
You got any questions? Aim 'em to my direction
Gimme some room! I'ma start flexin, I'm flexin
I'm flexin - flexin; I'm flexin - break it down!
Eddie F... the Overweight Lover Heavy D
You gotta know what I mean
Flexin, what comes next and, keepin 'em in check and
put me on last cause shop I'm wreckin
Open up the stage door, clear off the stage floor
Enter the spot, the mic is what I head for
You want it, you got it, come get it, get wit it, it's
yours
Once again the Overweight Lover packs the dance floor
area
Mass hysteria
Try to get near to ya, people I swear to ya
the place was sweatbox, line went around the block
Went outside, a brother had another in a headlock
Somethin 'bout a chain snatched, almost got his butt
waxed
Cop rolled up, broke it up, wanted the facts
Me I kept steppin, mindin my own neck and
kept on walkin in the other direction
Didn't really know what happened in that section
I was gettin busy on the inside flexin
I'm flexin - flexin, I'm flexin! Huh huh, here we go
Flexin... on top of things boy!!
DJ Eddie F is flexin
G-Wiz is flexin, T-Roy is flexin
East coast is flexin
The West coast is flexin
And the New York Knicks is definitely, flexin
Flexin... ahh get funky
Eddie F, Big Daddy Pete Rock
CL Smooth, Chris [?], Joe Flack, Kay Gee
Flex, brothers
[Heavy D and Cee-Lo: talking]
South west ATL baby uh huh
Mount Vernon Heav D
Cee-Lo (yeah yeah)
Boss playaz where you at sucka
[Chorus]
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Baby come on lets go
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Baby come on lets go
[Heavy D]
You got yo eye on me,you wanna ride with D
Tryin to get next to me,throwin your sex at me
You gon respect my name,you know respect my game
Go on and do yo thang,I know the game don't change
[Cee-Lo]
Well well your interested in the game I play
Can feel you choose it from a mile away
Well baby girl I can grant yo wish
You wanna sip cause I live like this
But wait a minute let me check my list
And make sure yo named ain't missed
Never mind the ice on my wrist
Cause sis my games priceless
[Chorus]
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Baby come on lets go
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Baby come on lets go
[Heavy D]
Diggie gon give it to ya, dont sweat that
Never long to keep up on it, you can bet that
You got game, cool I respect that
But you can x that, cause imma sex that
[Cee-Lo]
Now what's a gigalow
Flow for bigga doe
Weigh 264,but a fly nigga though
Blow and pitch black,break a chick back
Playa please dont act, and make me click clack
[Heavy D]
Now I do damage yall cant manage
Bring your girl make a Heavy D sandwhich
What the deal you wanna slide with D
what the deal you wanna ride with Cee-
[Cee-Lo]
Lo girl you done did this be'fo
Slide out the back doe
So don't nobody know
Jump in the benzo
Push the pedal to the flo
Wont leave you lonely
And the breakfast on me
[Chorus]
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Baby come on lets go
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Baby come on lets go
[Cee-Lo]
I oughta pull over on the highway, and do you my way
Smokin on that fire hay, takin the back streets where I stay
[Heavy D]
And you gon do it this way
Cause you gon feel it my way
(Baby check me out now)
I dont know what you see in me
Maybe it's my jewelery
Don't know bout where you from
But where im from we get it done
[Chorus x3.5]
You know my role don't slow
You know my doe flow so
Sit back and po moe slow
While you out on the flo
I'm feelin you fo sho
Don't wanna go solo
No need to talk no mo
Everybody, shake your body, we don't ill, we chill at party
Keep a groove that's sensual, three-dimensional, unquestionable
The lover is professional
Got a category, my own and I'm the president
With my particular style, particular, extracurricular, smoother and
trickier
Throwing on lyrics like you throw up a flapjack
You're a Chicen McNugget and I'm a Big Mac
Brainstorm soloist, have a Coca-colaist, doing very well
Because it took the right road to this
Path, make the undertake, the recordbreaker
Get up on the floor and do the Heavy D shake
Started with a pow and I'm going to end with a bang
We've got our own thang
Picture the set, girlies wet with sweat
In the corner people sitting down
They've had as much as they could possibly get
Here while I'm lamping
Feeling like a champ and push up on a cutie
Phone digits I'm stamping
The place was packed though, stuffed like an Oreo
Everybody broke for a Heavy D video
Pumping in stereo, people said, "Here we go,"
A cutie down in front said, "Heavy you're my hero"
Understand this, before you make a comment
Because there's always a meaning in a Heavy D statement
In this life, I strive for improvement
Be your own guide, follow your own movement
Loving is a legend
Me, I'm legendary at it
Living on the mike makes me a rapping acrobat
Don't try to swing, because you couldn't even hang
We've got our own thang
We've got our own thang
Original, smooth criminal, dance a lot, dance a little, shuffle to the
middle
Don't clock anybody, let them all clock you
Don't be down with anybody, let them all be down with you
Stay self-managed, self-kept, self-taught
Be your own man, don't be borrowed, don't be bought
Started with a pow and I'm going to end it with a bang
We've got our own thang
[Intro]
Gunshot up and a what's it not
Ah who dat? Ah me, big and heavy
Rough and rugged
Uhh! Yo, it's on that old funk flow smooooth tip
Y'knahmsayin? This goes out to all the rough and rugged
ones
Hey! Gonna do somethin like this on the flavor tip
aight?
Big G-Wiz in the house HUH? Check it - aiyyo, aiyyo
What puts out fire? Fire? Water?
Word to my brother's daughter, this one's gonna be a
slaughter
Plenty of it, styles plenty of it
And if you don't believe it you can shove it cause I
love it
Sometimes I do a freebie, I can rock a CB
Girls wanna see me, they come (Wonder) like (Stevie)
Heebie, jeebies, juggle, jam it
Ladies say I'm cute and plus I get loot like a bandit
Wig it, big wiggy, Bobby Marley liked Ziggy
Freak it like Mrs. Piggy diggy
Kinda on the big tip, roughneck big tip
End up with the time to bust a rhyme on a ski trip
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Silky! ("Uh!! Ahh silky silky now")
Aiyyo damage, damage, boy I do damage
Most emcees in the game they couldn't manage
Never liked my spinach but I'm stronger than Popeye
I I I I I, I and I is very fly
Call me a miracle, love to eat cereal
Grand Wizard lick it like a lizard, I'm imperial
With girls I get action, met a few Jacksons
Had this honeydip doin flips such as backspins
I keep it funky like a ghetto drinkin junkie
You know me, I'm low key, I rip the show lovely
Hip to the dip to the hop I never flop
I never flop, give me props, when I rock I blow the
spot
[Chorus]
"Uh!! Ahh silky silky now" [4X]
Aiyyo, who's the rugged one? Comin from the roughneck
'Nuff respect, catch enough wreck, when I mic check
I've been on world tours, I've been on girls' floors
You ain't rockin, so what'cha got the mic for?
Hon take it easy, bros can't see me
Cause on the microphone I get freaky, freaky
Trust me, I'm diesel, I'm knockin mad boots
You see me on your TV set, clockin mad loot
I used to jumps from crumbs, as a kid
And I never did a bid, cause feds couldn't fig'
Hip to the dip to the hop I never flop
I never flop, give me props, when I rock I blow the
spot
[Chorus - 2X]
[Intro]
Come and get it, girl... C'mon (Yeah-eee, yeah-ee...)
Come and get it, girl... C'mon-c'mon
Come and get it, girl... C'mon
Come and get it, girl... c'mon
[Chorus: woman singer]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
[Heavy D]
I'm talkin about swingy, swinga, swing with the swinger
Forget about what you heard, here coems the humdinger
And I'ma ride the beat like a jockey rides a horse
I'm the boss, hold your horse, Heavy D is on course
Pardon me, excuse me, watch it I'm a biggie
Here comes the Hevster, a good friend of Ziggy, Marley
and Eddie Murphy's brother name Charlie
If the beat is very funky, then it's made by Marley
When I was in school, sometimes I didn't study
Producer Pete Rock has a brother named Ruddy
Ruddy is my cousin, the oldest in his fam
and really really appeciates a good Jamacian jam
Me for myself, myself and for me
I like a fresh lemon mixed with honey and tea
Or a chocolate chip cookie, later on a lil' nookie
In the morning, I wake up, I'm in the bed up with my
bookie
Wash my face with Ivory, girls don't connive me
When I grow up, I want a kid big just like me
No need to BOW on ya hands and knees
Just come a lil' closer, 'cause the lover's got what
you need
[Chorus: woman singer (Heavy D)]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
(The lover's got what you need)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
[Heavy D]
Mister mister, pass me the muffin
The kind with the crisp that's brown like stuffing
Then while you're at it, pass the lemonade
But cut the charades, I can do without the shade
Aiyyo, make me happy, try to be snappy
I like to say "waddup" to my mammy and my pappy
My big sister Porsh', my brothers of course
My man EJ, he's a don from The Source
Then D.O.C., UFO, well the Daddy-O
Little Big Mayne on the block, playin the game of c-lo
Can't forget CL, ?Tom of KBS?
Cousins Grace and Shelly, boy those girls can dress
Little cousin Grap, then the U-M-E is Uni
Then up to Philly, what's up to cousin ?Tooey?
No need to BOW on ya hands and knees
Just come a lil' closer, 'cause the lover's got what
you need
[Chorus]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet (...well alright)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet (...well alright)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet (...well alright)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet (...Bring it in)
[DJ Eddie F cuts and scratches]
[Chorus (This time along with a group of singers
singing "I got what you need")]
[Heavy D]
(Mary Had a Little Lamb), but Heavy had Mary
Some say it's a lie, but on the contrary
Sure as I'm standing here, those boots got smoked
(Yo, what happened to the little lamb?!) -- Sheep skin
coat
I ain't no joke, so you better see the joker
Won a thousand dollars last night playin poker
Look there's a cutie, I better rope-a-dope her
Treat her like a buddah, roll her up and then smoke her
Extra Extra! Read all ABOUT me
Turn to channel one, Heavy D's on TV
Look at him GO! Look at him GO! Look at him
Time to get the franks out the fridge and start cookin
'em
I'm so SMOOTH, when I walk I strut
When I run I glide, when I dip I tuck
No need to BOW on ya hands and knees
Just come a lil' closer, 'cause the lover's got what
you need
[Chorus]
I drink Gatorade man, uhh, what?
Heav' Diggy y'all, Gruff, whattup Gruff?
(Whattup?)
Quite, huh, say what? Uptiggy y'all, they ain't ready, uhh
Yeah, Heavy not a think about romancing you
But my man's tell me I ain't got a chance wit'chu
What a nigga gotta do to get a dance wit'chu
Get dipped, take trips, fly to France wit'chu?
Now, I'll be there to keep you warm when nights is cold
Word to God, I swear I'll give you something to hold
See you be on my mind 'cause you shine like gold
To think that I've been knowing you since we was young years old
Whattup miss? C'mere, give Gruff kiss
Drive a nigga crazy wearing stuff like this
Boo you hot, like the Campbell Buddha spot
I'm the man to hell with that damn dude, you got
Used to see you summertime, Grant's Tomb a lot
Me and all my mens smoke boom a lot
(Aiyyo Gruff, I got the 6)
Well, circle zoom the block and y'all listen up
'Cause Gruff show you a drop
So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
Tricking cash and you still gets no love
'Cause Heav' is all she thinks of, so you wanna be a fly guy?
Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? I'll be chilling and smoking
On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly
Ma-ma, I swear, you be looking fancy
Won't you take time, see if you chance me
You be like dough slow but Heavy getting Nancy
Some don't really like me, they don't understand me
Dig your style plenty, remedy Remy
Now who can hang with Heavy, not many, if any
You running 'round here chilling wit'cha girls and stuff
Creeping while you peeping out my jewels and stuff
Yeah, this yo' world, no doubt you go girl
Gruff specialize in making ya toes twirl
At Uptown, we be shaking the whole world
Platinum, any broad I want I can have 'em
Anybody floss we gon' bag 'em
(Yeah)
Cats be getting tossed when we catch 'em
(Yeah)
My lifestyle, off in Manhattan
(No diggy)
Stay jiggy, caught up in the fashion
So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
Tricking cash and you still gets no love
'Cause Heav' is all she thinks of, so you wanna be a fly guy?
Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? I'll be chilling and smoking
On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly
So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
Tricking cash and you still gets no love
'Cause Heav' is all she thinks of, so you wanna be a fly guy?
Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? I'll be chilling and smoking
[Eightball]
Yeah Yeah (Heavy D: Uh huh)
Eightball the fat mack in the house you know what I'm talking about
(Heavy D: Big Shots)
Space Age representing you know what I'm talking about
(Heavy D: You feel this?)
Big Pun up in here you know what I'm talking about
(Heavy D: Uh)
Heavy D, (Heavy D: Eightball is you ready my nigga)
Fat Mack, (Heavy D: Big Pun is you ready my nigga)
We gonna do this you know what I'm talking about
Sure, poor, bloor, this how we do
(Heavy D: Hev Digga born ready my nigga)
Heavy D, set it up
[Heavy D]
Big Gentlemen
Asshole full of Benjamins
New millenium
New Bentley then, a sort addition
Gorgeous women
Swimming in 'em
Cinnamon with denim
Diva pigeons
Peep the glissin'
Y'all don't listen
See what you missin'
Diggy, double shot a henny
All about the ammo NeY
Bubble like no any
Diamond lipped
Crucifixe
Seducing chicks
Selective whips
Consecutive hits
I break sun with Pun
Crew hall with Ball
Screw all of y'all
We the bigshots
Heavy rotation
Every location
Smoke stogies with roadies on the corner in front of Bodega's
World famous
You gon' love us or hate us
You the type that'd scuff up my gators
Because of my papers
Been about my glitter
So you killin my jaw
DAMN can't a nigga live homeboy?
[Chorus x4]
[Big Punisher]
You on point Hev[Heavy on 4th repeat]
[Heavy D]
I'm on point Pun
You on point Ball
[Eightball]
I'm on point what
[Eightball]
Days and days
Blazing green shades
Of sticky haze
Remember Eightball from doin' it the player way
Turn it up and we gon' rock it 'till the track stops
Make the club seem hotter than a crack spot
Players pushin' poetry like it's a kilo
Keep my jewelry froze
Like my name's Sub Zero
Pimp 'till I'm gone thug living ain't new to me
Love me a ghetto girl and everything she do to me
Presidential suites and Bezo's turn 'em out
Pass 'em through the clique until everybody burn 'em out
How you lovin' that icin' on the cake right
Miami girls hit that white and shake it all night
Slab riders, chrome twinkies
Smokin' sticky
Iced pinky
With some styles flipping with me
Memphis, let me break it down for you pal
Makin' easy money pimping hoes in style
[Chorus x4]
[Big Punisher]
It's me, BP
From the middle of little Italy
With Eightball and Heavy
Diddly diddly diddly dee
Its no surprise
How we pulverize
All you smaller guys
Fronting that you live but we oversize
Holding knives to you neck
All my nines and my techs
Shine on but get strive for the best
Take time to perfect
Every rhyme that I kick
I should get a sign on my dick
"I don't got time for them chicks"
They be tryin' to resist
Everytime I insist
They submit
Bitch don't be lying on my prick
I'm too quick for your lies and deception
Hold your eyes in my direction
If you strive for perfection
Just watch the pro
But its like a chore
You gotta cap and go
Feel the most
Catch me next time I gotta rock a show
Gots to go
I'll be back and some other fat chick
Peace to the Bronx, a mother in this rap shit
[first 19 seconds reprises "Justa' Interlude"]
Freakazoid robot, please report to the dancefloor
[Heavy D]
What, what? Uptown, get down
Check me out y'all - ya don't stop (go 'head baby)
A hear me out y'all - ya don't stop (go 'head baby)
Ya don't stop - check me out y'all (go 'head baby)
And you can't stop - hear me out y'all (go 'head baby)
Ah say what y'all (yeah go 'head baby)
I hear you talkin mama (go 'head baby)
Now feel me out boo-boo (go 'head baby)
Yeah, uhh...
From the introduction, you know my funk was all up in ya
Deep in ya creep when you walk, I dig that
Split your wig back, now grab the bedpost
Move in real close, I feel what you doin, true'n
No need no Dom P, no need no Crist'y
All you need is me, Hev D, naturally
Rough rider, "Mr. Big Stuff," up inside her
Multiple provider, the fly divider
Romeo, jiggalo, high-yellow niggaro
From the sound of Mount V., by the way of J-A
I don't play, I insist, on the back twist
Handcuffs and stuff, for those who like it rough
Go 'head baby
[Chorus]
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Break it, break it (go 'head baby)
I hear you talkin mama (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song
[Heavy D]
Whipped cream dreams I fulfill with my schemes
Down low like R. Kelly, lickin on yo' belly
Make you shake like jelly, the fat man, battin a thousand
I play it safe, carry horses just in case
Good to the, last drop da-da
Don't stop is what you tell me, anything to swell me
Private dancin, romancin the soul
On the telephone you be like "poppa come home"
Right now I got 30 minutes of foreplay
30 minutes of straight sex, 9 minutes of rest, now add that up
Mink rugs, bearhugs, hot tubs
Get lifty off the bubs, is what she loves
Go 'head baby
[Chorus: replace "mama" with "boo-boo"]
[Heavy D]
Shorty blender, fender bender, back twirler
Boo twister, officially, sexually
I'm Mr. me be always rea-dy, in ja-cuzzi
Ahh, baby, do me, do me
Fantastic, romantic, none equivalent
to my tactics, get at this, who want it?
Some get champagne, you know how they be trippin
But the joke really on you boo, cause sippin keep you strippin
(Go 'head baby) Now dance for me, keep romancin me
You got no chance with me, but you want my hands to be
(right here) Say what, and when you want it
(right now) Say what, and where you want it
(right here) Yeah, know why?
Cause you'll always be singin this Heavy D song
[girl] Oooh, right there
That's right
[Outro]
I hear you talkin mama (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
I hear you talkin boo-boo (go 'head baby)
Feel me out y'all (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Move it momma (go 'head baby)
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Break it, break it (go 'head baby)
Shake it, shake it (go 'head baby)
Move it momma (go 'head baby)
[Heavster doesn't start rapping 'til 0:40]
Stories may be told, some right some wrong
About the way I put together, the Hev D song
Because the rhymes I recite, are powered like a rocket
When I say "bass" Eddie F will drop it
Decided in my mind to draw a picture that is perfect
Listened to it over and over but it was worth it
The Overweight Lover's got the WHOLE party jumpin
But that ain't nothin cause I just started cuttin
and flowin to the sound, created and designed
by me Heavy D, the Overweighter with a rhyme
Built like a bomb to destroy the place
Yo Eddie F, rock the BASS
Now when it comes to lovin, it can get no better
I keep a girlie warm in the winter like a sweater
Poetically spoken, the rest will get broken
While other flip lips if you talk start chokin
Take my gun and then aim it, your title I will claim it
Grab a camera, take a picture, blow it up and then
frame it!
The Overweight Lover's gonna dog the place
So Eddie F, rock the BASS
Ask [?] I slam, but fly's the tone
to the beat that I speak upon the microphone
Some describe my voice as a baritone
But all I know is on the throne, I hold my own
When you're entered the joint, you knew that I would
rip
And there was hope that you could quote another Hev D
hit
So I won't let you down, cause I'ma dog the place
Yo Eddie F, rock the BASS
[Heavy D]
Sittin in my room with my smokin jacket on
The fireplace is burning and the girlie is WARM
Time to make my move, so gently I kiss her
Whisper in her ear, and tell her that I miss her
She might try to pop that boyfriend junk
But I don't really care because I know he's a punk
I'll stomp him like a roach if he tries to approach
He can't get close cause I'm the one who WROTE
the Book of Romance, so come on take a chance
You don't need a long look, all you need is a glance
If you wanna get warm, in my ARMS you belong
You have a problem, Hev'll solve 'em, nothin can go
wrong - when
The Overweight Lover's in the house! [4X]
[Heavy D]
You said I couldn't do it, then it got done
And after you and I did it, you said it was FUN!
Now every day of your life you wanna be with me
When you got time to spend you spend time with Heavy D
I notice that you hold me gentle as a rose
I'm rough and tough baby, but then I suppose
that I had to be held in order to start holdin
I think I got you hittin, so let's start rollin!
The Overweight Lover's in the house! [8X]
[scratched interlude of James Brown samples]
[Heavy D]
Heaven sent on our trip, champagne we sip
You look at me I look at you, then we touch lips
We roll around in the sand, later on hold hands
Walk by the beach and I can teach ya Heavy D's game
plan
See the way that I am, is the Big Loverman
Check out the rhyme and in due time you'll be a Hev D
fan
I'm swift you know, an Overweight Romeo
Come get a piece of the beast, because it's good to go
Emcee Heavy D ALL ladies I'm hookin
Big extra love but STILL good lookin
For you and I to swing on our romance free
all you gotta do is lean on me, BECAUSE
The Overweight Lover's in the house! [2X]
I'm an Overweight Lover, entertainer of many
Now when I do a party now I may not do plenty
Girls out the crowd seem to go berserk
They start yellin and screamin "HEAVY D GO TO WORK"
And when I'm through rockin and chillin at the disco
they grab me up and scoop me up, they just won't let go
That's when I know that there's been too much charmin
I put 'em in a line and say "Please don't squeeze the
Charmin"
The Overweight Lover's in the house! [8X to fade]
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
I need a girl who ain't scared to scrap
Someone who got my back
Gotta be a dark skin a light skin
Like the type of girl that stays busy all day
But when the sun goes down
She's my sexy soufle
Somebody real who ain't afraid to work it
If you try to disrespect her face
Around and get her feelings hurt
She ain't [?] from your [?]
She'll only flex with a brother that can handle it, a
And I don't care if she's a little bit jealous
She can still be a lady while she's coolin' with the
fellas
An intellectual, beautiful, sexual
Hands on her hip and when she flips she's incredible
Candlelight [?] from her mack
But she's a trooper if she has to spill the beans from
the can
A very nice girl but not mistaken for no softy
And that's the way I like it, yeah, my black coffee
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
Black coffee got the flip like a mitten
Roars like a lion and when I stroke her kitten
Versatile when the coke gets mine
She got a positive style ain't had none in a while
Party animal but Biggie only when she with me
And I don't have to worry cos she won't disrespect me
She's everything that a man dreams about
And when I'm with my crew she's all I talk about, hey
Fancy here, jewels all flushed
Backside bigger than a mob but don't touch her
Prettiest girl she know the ones with the slip
A closet full of gear so you know she stay ??
Body so smooth from using plenty lotion
Perfume smelling like some old sex potion
A very nice girl but not mistaken for no softy
And that's the way I want it, yeah, my black coffee
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
Break it down
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, the African queen
Part of [?] Afro-American dream
Enough respect
I'm diggin' intelect
Appreciate the fact that you never miss a step
The backbone of the black bone here's to ya
As long as I'm around believe me none could ever do ya
You warm, considerate, and far from a softie
And that's why I love ya, you're my black coffee
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
That's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Hey, that's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Uh, that's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Uh, that's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Hey, that's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Hey, that's the kind of girl I need down with my team
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
It's just the way I like it
[Intro: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Hotness is di girls dem motto! (Heavy D and Buju Banton seh so!!!)
Girls stretch out!!!!!!! And mek dis yu daily routine!!! (Mek dem know!!!)
Watch out!!! (Eh heh eh heh eh heh!!!)
[Chorus: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Man a slip and man a slide man a jump and man a run
(Hmmm! Gal yuh body hot and yu a shine like di sun)
Man a watch and man a peep how yu a run tings dis year
(Yo! Gal true yuh body ready yu a flop gal career)
[Verse 1: Buju Banton]
Mi haffi wonda if a hotness a yuh callin
Mek yu dress up and a model a since mornin
Boss pon di road and leff nuff people bawlin
'Bout dem a wide eye a yawn dem a yawnin
[Verse 2: Heavy D]
I could not believe how woman look so appaulin
Gal yu look good mi haffi get yuh fi mi darlin
Eyes dem a glisten just like sunday mornin
Bumpa spread out dem titties ice like a Poland
[Verse 3: Buju Banton]
Gal from oonu hot listen up dis is a warnin
From a guy now willin to spend out 'til last fallin
Run wey di bwoy gal yuh nah beg nuh pardon
Nah get fi hungry mek him know yuh not starvin
WHY!
[Chorus: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Man a slip and man a slide man a jump and man a run
(Hmmm! Gal yuh body hot and yu a shine like di sun)
Man a watch and man a peep how yu a run tings dis year
(YO! True yuh body ready yu a flop gal career)
[Verse 4: Heavy D]
Woman a steam up, nails well polished complexion clean
Age might a big but yu look like a teen
Man a bruk dem neck and when yu deh pon di scene
Wid di fashionable earrings dem yu have in
Hairstyle a mek yu look like beauty queen
Stretch out and model gal pickney and scream!
[Verse 5: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Woman yu look like somethin from outta mi dream
Pretty like di gal dem inna fashion magazine
How yu one shape so, woman yu a beam
Look how she tan now, caan come between
Plot and chat about yu find out di scheme
(Some gal fi gweh!!!) Dem a hot hardly angry
True yu wear di latest style weh come in
Dem a try [?] up like dem do Christine (True yu a hot up di scene!!!)
[Chorus: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Man a slip and man a slide man a jump and man a run
(Gal yuh body hot and yu a shine like di sun)
Man a watch and man a peep how yu a run tings dis year
(YO! True yuh body ready yu a flop gal career)
[Verse 6: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Weh yuh do?! Flop dem, stop dem, gal yuh gone a lead
(Nuff man a look yu but dem a know yuh speed)
Hold up yuh hand gal yuh proud a yuh deed
(Hotness yu know yu come from good breed)
Body look good yu have weh every man need
(And yuh plantation a weh mi waan sew yuh seed)
[Chorus: Buju Banton (Heavy D)]
Man a slip and man a slide man a jump and man a run
(Gal yuh body hot and yu a shine like di sun)
Man a watch and man a peep how yu a run tings dis year
(Hmmm! True yuh body ready yu a flop gal career)
Oh yeah...
Love somebo-dy...
[Al B. Sure! harmonizes]
[Chorus x2: Al B. Sure!]
Love somebo-dy who loves me for me
Happy hap-py where I wanna be
[Heavy D:]
I'll search low, and I'll search high
Tryin to find myself a cutie pie
But destiny leads me to a dead end
(love somebo-dy) Over and over and over again
They told me to wait, so I waited
Anticipated, debatin and delayed it
But still came up with the same ol' thing
... Nothing! (Nothing, nothing...)
It seems as if every time I find a right girl
She turns out to be a big wrong girl
Tell me y'all, when will this madness stop?
(stop, stop, stop, stop...)
I want somebody to love me for me
Not because I'm MC, Heavy D.
I'm looking for a love that's as solid as a rock
(rock, rock, rock, rock...)
[Chorus x2: w/ Heavy D saying "for me"]
[Heavy D (Al B. Sure!):]
Now maybe I'll take a trip around the world
And find myself a beautiful, gorgeous girl
They say when you look, one never find
They also say that love is blind
It ain't that blind that I can't see
Somebody out there who's perfect for me
Somebody who's gonna love me, for me...
(I know you want love...)
Love, THAT'S what I'm talkin about
A relationship, a commitment
Something to live for...
(Maybe if you take, your time...)
Time has been taken and time has been spent
Now it's time for the lover to score...
[Chorus x2]
[Instrumental for about 17 seconds]
[Chorus x2]
Yo, Eddie F. break it down!
[Instrumental for about 34 seconds as Heavy D ad-libs]
[Heavy D:]
Yeah... aight, here we go
So that's the storyline of my life
No cutie PIE, no future wife
Just relationships that bounce back like rubber...
("Yo, word to the mutha!")
I guess I'll call it a day and throw my towel in
'cause it seems that I can't win
So I'll just carry on being an Overweight Lover
("Word... to... mutha!")
[Chorus: until fade]
Hey...
Oooh-ooooh, ohh
Uh, I'm talkin back in the beginning
When you used to flaunt me with a dozen of huggings and
kissings
Trips we used to go on with such beautiful scenery
Walks in the park after dark you really mean to me
the world; I love your stylin, profilin, the way you
smilin
I used to keep you gigglin, chillin, livin in style and
Those winter nights when you was alone, I kept on
holdin ya
The days when you were drownin in tears, I kept
consolin ya
I used to love to wake up in mornings and see your
smile
On winter days we would stay in bed an extra while
But nowadays, I'm in a daze, it's like you hate me
So I spend day after days contemplatin we
[Chorus]
Remember when you used to listen
And now you pay me no mind (mind, mind, mind, mind)
Uh, what happened to the huggin and kissin?
This ain't that love that I was fallin for, fallin for
Fallin for
Yo, did the money come between us?
Or is it just true that men are from Mars, women from
Venus?
I met you at your greenest but today you at your
meanest
And even our friends say somethin wrong when they see
us
I'm losing sleep every night and day, what came between
us?
Like do she creep, cause everyday we're becoming
strangers
When I love you turns to I hate you ungrateful love
The days when you were drownin in tears, I kept
consolin ya
I used to love to wake up in mornings and see your
smile
On winter days we would stay in bed an extra while
But nowadays, I'm in a daze, it's like you hate me
So I spend day after days contemplatin we
[Chorus 2X]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yah, uh..
Yo, I'm so confused, baby you got me
walkin on the edge, travellin the ledge
Sleepin on the floors, climbin the walls
Baby, you push me to my limits with your trickery and
gimmicks
What I'm wonderin is, do you still love the kid?
Do you accept the things I do to you, forgive the
things I did?
This ain't no way to live, you get back what you give
Either you negative or positive, I wanna live
I used to love to wake up in mornings and see your
smile
On winter days we would stay in bed an extra while
But nowadays, I'm in a daze, it's like you hate me
So I spend day after days contemplatin we
[Chorus 2X]
[Chorus: sung]
Got me waiting, anticipating
You got me thinking
I want your love
I'm trying to show you
I really, really want to know you
You got me thinking
I want your love
[Heavy D]
I got a funny feeling, honey
That you're kind of digging me
But every time you see me
word is born, you be ignoring me
I know your name, yes, I do
Because your girls told me
I know where you live, you want to bet
Because your girls showed me
But I'll parlay
And stay out of your way
Figuring I won't be ignorant
And catch you the next day
When I'm in focus, I notice you
Only move with a chosen few
Irreplaceable, what's up
With insatiable you
I never figured you
For the quiet type
On the down low
The low pro-file type
I always thought you
Was a rah rah mama
Stirring up crazy confusion
Causing drama
What's the matter, huh
Cat got your tongue
Or some mack got you strung
Or maybe I ain't the one
I want to know cause if I don't
It's going to haunt me
Yo, word up
You got me thinking you want me
[Chorus: sung]
Got me waiting, anticipating
You got me thinking
I want your love
I'm trying to show you
I really, really want to know you
You got me thinking
I want your love
[Heavy D]
I'm steady, picking my brain
Trying to figure your game
What's your angle, tell me
Where you're coming from
The whole picture is strange
So I'm digging the frame
Because I like what I see
And I want some
So tell me what's your plot
What's your plan
You're looking for
A brother to get got
I'm not your man
But believe in me
You want to be with me
But you won't even talk to me
To tell me what it is you see in me
I got to hear it from your girls, Uptown
The word got around from my crew
In Brooklyn and in the Boogie Down
Said you had a thing for me
And what would it take for a date
And wait, swing with me
I got your cards
You're playing hard to get
I'm long and I'm strong
And if it's on
I keep it soft and wet
Let me know cause if you don't
It's going to haunt me
Yo, word up, you got me
Thinking you want me
[Chorus - sung]
Got me waiting, anticipating
You got me thinking
I want your love
I'm trying to show you
I really, really want to know you
You got me thinking
I want your love
[Heavy D]
"Hey, yo, hey, yo...."
Look at all the cuties
Swinging in the party
"Hey, yo, hey, yo...."
Look at all the cuties
Swinging in the party
I never stumble cause I'm humble
And I'm ready to rap
You got me feeling like I'm sleeping
And it's keeping me trapped
But still in all, you want to stroll
And have a fella on layaway
Fronting for nothing like it's
Something for me to stay away
Emotional trips
Get a grip
Because I'm losing it
Ideas was clear
Had it in gear
Now you're confusing it
I had the thought
That you were caught
And you were going steady
Wasn't checking for me
Cause you had a friend already
But I'm a put it all aside
Cause God is my guide
Swallow my pride, stride
And follow my guide
Let me know cause if you don't
It's going to haunt me
Yo, word up, you got me
Thinking you want me
[Chorus: sung x4 to fade]
Got me waiting, anticipating
You got me thinking
I want your love
I'm trying to show you
I really, really want to know you
You got me thinking
I want your love
[Intro]
A man once told me love, is the best t'ing that a man
could have
An' if it is true, I man wanna know, so
[repeat 2X]
Well lord have mercy mercy mercy
Heavy D and I ah party party party
[Chorus]
I'm in the mood, for love [3X]
I'm in the mood
[Heavy D]
Meself I tella me tell tell me now
The truth, the truth about love
Is it true what them say about love-ah? [2X]
Dem say love is a splendid thing
More precious than a diamond ring
And if it's true I man must know
And if it's true I man hafta know because
[Chorus - 2X]
[Heavy D]
Take my hand and follow me
And you and I will be a perfect company
We'll sail the seas of love together
Forever my dear
If anything should-a ever go bad
Times are hard and if you feel sad
Just call my name and I will be there
Because
[Chorus - 2X]
[synthesizer sax solo and Heavy D ad libs]
[Heavy D]
Yessir, I'm in the mood for love
It's true, y'know? Lord have mercy
Massive hold tight, all lovers squeeze together
Ahhhhhh lawd have mercy
They say if love was a t'ing that money could-a buy
The rich would not live and me say poor would not die
If you, spit in the sky it would, fall in your eye
And you, never miss your water 'til your, well run dry
Me say part time lover me no want no part time lover
No part time lover me no want no part time lover [3X]
Me want a, gyal who can, caress me
Cook for me, take care of me
Rub me belly make me feel irie
And that's the type of girl, perfect for Heavy D
Ah-ring-ding-ding, ah-ring-ding-ding, ah-ring-ding-
ding-diggidy-ding-ding
Ring-ding-ding, ring-ding-diggidy-ding-ding-ding lawd
Ring-ding-ding, ah-ring-ding-ding, ah-ring-ding-ding-
diggidy-ding-ding
Ring-ding-ding-diggidy-ding-ding-ding lawd
[Chorus - 2X]
[Heavy D]
Respek due to all the massive
Love you all over the world
[patois shoutouts to Shinehead and yardies + ad libs to
end]
[Intro: Heavy D]
Yeah, UHH!
Well, alright (DAMN!)
[Chorus: Marley Marl 2X]
I got a funny feeling, something is going on
Had a good girl, treated her wrong
I got a funny feeling, something is going on
Treated her wrong, now my good girl is gone
[Verse 1: Heavy D]
I got a funny feeling, something is going on
Woke up one morning and my girl was gone
Couldn't figure out what the hell went wrong
Didn't think she'd leave cause she wasn't that strong
But I was wrong
Now I'm the one that's hurt, quiet as kept
Reading quotes from her note that read a step cause I slept
Now what am I supposed to do? - How's it supposed to be?
How could you leave me? I mean, damn I'm Heavy D!
Boy was I dumb, thought I was the one
Bragging on her in front of her friends just for the fun
I wish I would've known, I would've begged her to stay
Now, Heavy D's Heavy Dumb cause his girl ran away
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse 2: Heavy D]
Now as the days go by, I'm steady trying to handle it
The more I think about it, the more I untangle it
Boy, was I a fool? - treated her cruel
Straight-up disrespect for the sake of being cool
Sitting all day, and I ask myself why?
I guess you never miss your water til your well runs dry
I figured I was bigger by calling the shots, planning the plots
Taking advantage of what I got, I should've stopped
So now I'm lonely, from acting like a phony
Bugging something over, even mama didn't know me
I tried to call her, but she won't call back
She won't call back, she won't call back
[Chorus - 2X]
[Heavy D] Determine!
[Verse 3: Heavy D]
Now everyday is just another day in almost where I stay
Not in the mood to play because my girlie ran away
I guess I really learned my lesson, dig it! I'm through
The next time I get a good girl, I know what to do
No more Mr. Rough or Tough-neck, acting like a drug-incest peck
Ending up the subject in shipwreck
Cause I got better plans, and I'm a better man
With a better Executive cards in my hand
I wonder how she's doing, where she's at and how she be
Is everything Okay? - do you still remember me?
And even if you don't, you're on my mind
Cause a new good girl is just too hard to find
[Chorus - 2X]
[Outro: Soul IV Real]
Alright, keep going..
Alright, keep going..
Alright, keep going..
Alright, keep going..
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched x3]
[Heavy D]
The Heavster, measure the pleasure then treasure the
note
that I wrote, and you can quote, flow like I row like a
boat
Takin a stand, don't need a hand
The man in command did Soul Train, next American BAND-
stand
An Overweight Lover discover, no other brother can
smother
If I ever fell I'd bounce back like rubber
I'm rough and tough, all that stuff, call my bluff
You can't enough of Mr. Big Stuff, let it flow
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
Let it flow.. let it flow..
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
Let it flow..
You get your rhyme from a hag bag, you thief from
Baghdad
You're soft as a sandbag, throw your rhyme in a Glad
bag
The way that you act like, as if you had mic fright
It seem that you're not bright, now I'ma do it right
Get used to a back mark, Lover my trademark
You're just like a hush puppy - no bite, all bark
You move when I say so, I flow when the wind blows
While I'm rippin and strippin you be peakin through a
window
Definitely for action, voted for Jesse Jackson
Instead of laggin we coulda been passin
Eddie F on the fade mix, the Boyz with the dance tricks
Dre with the management, Heav' D with the lyrics
Who said that I ain't dope, you're walkin a tightrope
You're livin for high hopes, I wonder what you smoke
Didn't come here to tip-toe, I came here to rip so
grab your partner, dosey-dos.. and let it flow
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
Let it flow.. let it flow..
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
Let it flow.. Eddie F, breakdown!
[scratching: "DJ Eddie F"]
Breakdown, break down like this!
[scratching: "DJ Eddie F"]
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
All rappers we remain the same, we try, we strain
But still some complain about the fame that we obtain
But I'ma refrain it's insane cause I'ma still gain
You want what's good, but can you stand the rain?
We think hard for what we want, then work harder to get
it
But you're too busy tryin to diss us, that's why you
forget it
Appreciate what you did, and I hope you keep doin it
But stop riffin, because you just might ruin it
For me, for you, for you and for me
Two wrongs never make a right let's keep good company
You're welcome any night to come on my stage
because divided we fall, together we get PAID
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
So, let it flow.. G-Wiz let it flow
"And I am MC Heavy D.." [scratched]
T-Roy it flow, Pete Rock let it flow
D.O. let it flow, Nick T let it flow
Eddie F let it flow..
[scratches by Eddie F to end]
[Intro/Chorus: Heavy D, (Vinia Mojica)]
I got nothing but love for you, baby {Uh-huh}
I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever}
I got nothing but love for you, baby {What you got?}
I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever} (What's yours is mine)
I got nothing but love for you, baby {Uh-huh} (What's mine is mine)
I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever} (What's yours is mine)
I got nothing but love for you, baby {What ya got} (What's mine is mine)
I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever} (What's yours is mine)
I got nothing but love for you, baby {Uh-huh} (What's mine is mine)
I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever}
[Verse 1: Heavy D]
I know you want lots a jewels and stuff
Backyards with swimming pools, bar with stools and stuff
Fancy foods, Lobster, Sushi
Gear, Versace, Gucci, crazy Lucci
I know your M.O., you do demo on a paycheck
You get hair from the barber, show him no respect
Middle name "Price Tag", first name "Got You"
Start a scope, got on a roll, now they can't stop you
Talking about "hey Boo, how you do
Some clown uptown said you ran through his crew
I give you props and credit cause it's due
But I ain't that clown, and my crew ain't that crew
Time's too hard to be faking like I'm dating on some steak
And.. wining and dining, I ain't choking on no chicken
Leave it up to me I'll close the whole damn store on you
I got nothing but love for you (What's yours is mine)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Heavy D]
I'm not your H-E-L-P, but I'm your H-E-A-V-Y DASH-D
Don't test me, don't ask me for nothing
For nathins, for just, for doodle lee squat, you can do me not
You plan on plot on who be hot and trying to hit the slot
I know your low pro style, your low whole pro vibe
Kick a bother in the gut and then you smile
I must admit; I really dig your operation
Every time we on the phone, you got the sexy conversation
So now you hope to be the woman of my dream
And while I'm sleeping, you'll be creeping, robbing me clean
I see you hanging on the corners with the rest of your girl crew
Standing by the gutter with your booty cutters
Said who's the honey dip, down with the money grip
Always got a plan and a scam to get some money quick
Always get with the next man, the one with the checks
And setting up a trap with the sexing (What's yours is mine)
[Chorus]
[Hook: Heavy D]
From the brother, from the brother, this the champion - [X8]
[Verse 3: Heavy D]
You give me feelings like I'm dealing with a crooked hand
You got a grand from a man cause you shook his hand
You're well known in the streets, in the gutters
So fly, when you caught my eye, you made me stutter
You come around with your curls and your pretty pearls
You even been around the world, so you go, girl
But where's the love at? tell me where's the hugs at?
Acting like a Rugrat, I know where you bought that
Don't try to gas me, girl, I know the streets well
You're money hungry and you're making trick-n-treats sell
So leave it up to me, I'll close the whole damn store on you
I got nothing but love for you (What's yours is mine)
[Chorus - until fade]
[Chorus]
It ain't all about sex wit you (hey-ey)
Cause all I wanna do is get next to you
(hey-ey)
I love the way you swing and the things you do
(hey-ey)
So what I gotta do, to get next to you? (hey hey)
[Heavy D]
Yo here's the scoop, I think of you, and I wanna get witcha
My crew said I couldn't, but I knew that I could get ya
From the first time I laid my eyes on ya
It was on and-ah, I figured out that other girls were goners
About the way you make me feel, I'm kinda diggin it
I hope it don't take long for you and I to start swingin it
And everything'll be dandy, momma gave you her last name
but I'ma call you Candy, because it's handy
Represent your bittersweetness, your uniqueness
You're everything that I need and I mean this
And for the love of it all, I'ma shine
I couldn't sing it in a song, so I wrote it in a rhyme
I gotta check ya, do what I gotta do to get ya
I'm glad I met ya, heck I'll even sweat ya
Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
I know a lotta brothers' crack for the back, makin pitches
Swingin hit and misses, leavin you with dirty dishes
I ain't ya regular, I'm tellin ya, I'm hella fella
I ain't ya normal +Quiet Storm+, strictly accapella
I'm tryna hook witcha, write a book witcha
I heard ya made moves, I want what ya took witcha
You're the kind of girl that makes me grin
And +If Loving You is Wrong+ then I'm ready to sin
I know you're down from the clown that you was dealin with
Now, you caught him creepin, met a girl that he was sleepin with
Now you believe in the taboo, from evil that men do
and all you thinkin now, they don't deserve you
You kinda fuss, got this gust in ya attitude
But all you need is a dude to show you gratitude
Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Pete Rock]
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh?)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do (I gotta do)
to get next to you? (yeah)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do (Yo..)
to get next to you? (hit it)
[Heavy D]
Now I could make ya grin again, smile and wanna win again
Snug and hug ya like a glove, show you how to love again
Everybody ain't the same, every dame ain't a gain
I'm all the man you need to make ya life change
You got style about ya, they all talk about ya
You're all I like with the sexy type of hawk about ya
You're the girl that what a mill-ion dream
Walk inside the club and be robbin the scene
Got the nerve to be lookin all good and delicious
Enough to make a dead man suspicious
You cause drama when you walk the streets, mama
When you speak, the whole block stops, because you're hot, mama
And everybody wants a woman like you
So what's a brother like me to do? Dig and I'm into you
Won't even let me flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
[Chorus]
Oh yes this is special
This is direct from what we call The Funk House
This is a total dope phat one, knowhatI'msayin?
And this is how it's done, UHH!
[Verse 1:]
I did good in my hood as a youngster
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 ALLL THAT
So ring around the Rosie, oopsy-daisy
Topsy turvy, you never heard of me you don't deserve me
Fly like Kinievel, 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
Come 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?
[Chorus: x4]
Who's the man? (The Heavster)
("Time keeps on slipping...")
[Verse 2:]
Yes, too many brothers be fakin moves, or frontin
grooves
Peace to all the brothers on the block, drinkin and
passin brew
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 y'all was crumbs who didn't
notice me
But now you see me in a magazine, on your TV screen
On the radio liver stereo lookin 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?
[Chorus]
Who's the man? [x3]
Phenomenon one, phenomenon two
Who's the man?
Like I said, this here, is official
[Verse 3:]
Back in the day I used to punch clocks now I'm drippin
props
And countin loot, and shootin hoops, and lookin cute
in tailored suits, made for the Over-weight Lover
undercover, over cover
You know my MO I do damn well 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, three two one, ahhh!
Keep a pen and a pad on stash
I used to crab the last, now I flow for dough, and I
rhyme for cash
I'm glad to say goodnight to Johnny Carson
And brother where you rub it 'fore you catch the Magic
in your Johnson
Honeydips, 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?
[Chorus]
Everything here, is phat, knowhatI'msayin?
Don't take it the wrong way, but I'm lettin you know
For the last time, this here is official
This is fat
[Chorus: repeat to fade]
[Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.]
America is essentially a dream, a dream as yet
unfulfilled
It is a dream of a land where men of all races
of all nationalities and of all creeds
can live together as brothers.
We hold these truths to be self-evident
that all men, are created equal.
[Heavy D]
Here we go
On the news, bad news is all the news you'll ever see
(pity pity)
The rich gettin richer while the poor still live in
poverty (ain't it a shame)
I don't understand why you can't lend a helping hand
to another man, who is your brother man
Times must change, now here's the plan
Let's make this land a better land
[Chorus {cuts and scratched lines}]
"We've gotta make this land a better land"
"I know, we can make"
"In the world in which we live"
[Heavy D]
Oh uh-oh excuse me - yo man you stepped on my foot
And for that, you feel a brother's life should be took?
Don't be ridiculous, come on and get with this
movement for improvement, together we'll get rid of
this
set back, and in fact, the knowledge, that we lack
we'll gain back, and retrack, the steps that, we lost
back
when times were hard, but things are gettin better
They said when it's cold, one should wear a sweater
Crack - a substance, smoked by the idiots
Sold by the thoughtless, allowed by the government
Those who speak politically, it's all trickery
I don't get with fools and fools they can't get with me
Well well well looka here, guess what happened?
A fight at a concert and they blamed it on rapping
Don't you have anything else better to do
than to diss rap and the things that we do?
Make it a better land
[Chorus]
[The Boyz: repeat 2X]
We've gotta make this land, a better land
{"Take you on a Heavy D tour"}
We've gotta make this world, a better world
{"Take you on a Heavy D tour"}
[Heavy D]
Each night before I sleep, on my knees I pray
[?] to God to see me through the very next day
Although I often wonder why, our parents they cry
The situation in society brings tears to their eyes
Little kids chew your bubblegum, go on and have your
fun
Stay in school don't be a fool and you will overcome
Ah! A new President, to run the residence
That's who you voted for, was it an accident?
When you see me, don't diss me, just wish me good luck
It's you that I'm here for without you I would be stuck
So when I'm in town, don't put me down, give me a pound
I'm not a ruler or a king, not tryin to wear a crown
You're goin too fast, slow down, or soon you will
find yourself appearin at your very own funeral
You caught a bad hand
Let's make this land a better land
[Chorus - ad libbed scratches to end]
[Intro: Heavy D]
Yo! Check this out man!!! Uh huh! Delilah!
Delilah, Delilah (Uh huh Uh huh!)
Delilah (Uh huh Uh huh!) Delilah, Deliliah, Delilah,
Delilah....CHO!!!
[Chorus: Heavy D]
A mi seh Oh Delilah, Delilah
How yuh a go dance and yuh caan even buy new shoes?
How yuh a go boogie when yuh caan even find yuh groove?
But yuh still mek moves, a mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Delilah!
[Verse 1: Heavy D]
She's a teenager
But with the pressures of the world on her shoulders
she's much older
Sweet sixteen already a baby's mother, baby father on
the move
A mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Delilah! (Check It!)
[Chorus: Heavy D]
A mi seh Oh Delilah, Delilah
How yuh a go dance and yuh caan even buy new shoes?
How yuh a go boogie when yuh caan even find yuh groove?
But yuh still mek moves, a mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Delilah!
[Verse 2: Heavy D]
She's always, struggling and trying to do better
But it seems like this life just won't let her
So she still mek moves
And she still haffi dance and boogie widout her shoes
Delilah oh, Delilah, pretty baby
How yuh feel when yuh walk dung a empty road?
Pretty girl and, how yuh feel when yuh just caan bare
yuh load?
Yuh haffi cry on yuh own
A mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Delilah!
[Chorus: Heavy D]
A mi seh Oh Delilah, Delilah
How yuh a go dance and yuh caan even buy new shoes?
How yuh a go boogie when yuh caan even find yuh groove?
But yuh still mek moves, a mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Delilah!
[Bridge: Heavy D]
A mi seh, oooh, hey, haffi dance and get up
Peo-ple haffi dance and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi move and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi dance and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi move and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi dance and get up
A mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Delilah!
A mi seh, oooh, hey, haffi dance and get up
Peo-ple haffi dance and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi move and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi dance and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi move and get up
Peo-ple yuh haffi dance and get up
A mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Delilah!
[Chorus: Heavy D]
A mi seh Oh Delilah, Delilah
How yuh a go dance and yuh caan even buy new shoes?
How yuh a go boogie when yuh caan even find yuh groove?
But yuh still mek moves, a mi seh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Delilah!
Do you ever feel like, gettin high?
Do you ever feel like, leavin this world?
Uhh - do you ever feel like, you ball by yourself?
Do you ever feel unnecessary? Uh-huh
[Heavy D: singing]
Don't call me crazy but sometimes I feel like gettin up
and dancin in the middle of the night
I need a way to release myself
from all the pain and the pressures in life (one time)
Considered drinkin, but then I started thinkin
I'd probably drown away my life
Gotta do somethin, too many people frontin
You see I need a way to get by
[Chorus: x2]
That's why I get hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
from dancin in the middle of the night
Dancin in the moonlight
[Heavy D: singing]
Last night I'm cruisin the Meadows, better known as the ghetto
Seen a shorty named Black
At 13 he's deep in the drug scene
And there probably ain't no turnin back
He said dat, momma was smokin, he tired of bein broke and
poppa locked up and ain't comin back
I almost cried when he looked in my eyes
and he said he didn't care if he died
[Chorus]
[Heavy D: singing]
I've been dreamin for years, cried a river of tears
I can't take it no more
I seen the bible dying
And I don't wanan cry no more (just ain't right)
Too many people pushin too many people
Hate is just a sequel, cause still nobody's equal
And I find myself lying
Cause I don't wanna cry no more
[Chorus]
[Heavy D: singing]
Dancin in the moonlight
Said dancin in the moonlight [x7]
[Chorus]
[Heavy D: singing]
Dancin in the moonlight
featuring Kool G. Rap, Grand Puba, CL Smooth
Big Daddy Kane, Pete Rock, Q-Tip
[Heavy D]
This one definitely goes out on a censorship tip
So everybody sit back, relax and have a champagne sip
We gonna teach these people out there who are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
DJ Pete Rock, prducer extrodinaire, yo Pete Rock
Make it clear
I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a friend
Keep a party pimping from now to then
I don't have to swear, curse or juggle
Lyrics in the verse to make a party bubble
So mister Censorship, tell me, what's your problem
There's girlies on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em
How did she say it, I'm curious G
DOes she say honey love me, or baby baby, funny
Anyway, we say what we wanna say
Play how we wanna play, feels good that way
So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a verse
Do your man a favor and don't curse
[Kool G. Rap]
You're telling me don't curse on a verse, they did it worse
First I put a curse on every verse
I kind of got outrageous
Check it, even made a record on how I'm doing on the B-I-T-C-Hes
Drop some verses for the bust
Every word that you heard is cause I didn't give a f-, aw shucks
Hey yo, I almost forgot
The curse is a plot but it's getting kinda hot
So I'ma let profanity retire, hey
But if worse comes to worse, I'll cut you out like Richard Pryor
So Grand Puba, kick a verse
But do your man a favor and don't curse
[Grand Puba]
Don't curse bust it
I won't curse, I'll take a famous curse word and just say kcuf
Kcuf flipped around the other way means ha
Boy when I do, I see, I can't get stuck
Jump on the mic then I earn a quick buck
Buck meaning loot, then I grab some boots
And set wit my troops
For those who can't follow and got stuck
Kcuf flipped the other way means ahem, hem hem
It's just a curse, I freaked a nurse in a hearse
But I made sure I had my hat first
CL Smooth, it's time to kick a verse
God cypher the rhyme, you can't curse
[CL Smooth]
Go ahead ask me, when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Scooping on the skinz in the church from your bingo
Sounds of the Mecca, dark fresh from the tailor
Because they made a movie when he cuss like a sailor
Better yet, dialect dirty like a subway
Freaking for your loot, here to make it go the other way
In a vocabulary scrimage
But cursing in my village ain't good for my image
So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor, don't curse
[Big Daddy Kane]
Uhn, the smooth rap inventor that enter
Parental discretion's not advised so there's no need to censor
Kiss on, peep it, but you want to beep it, what
I feel like slapping a sticker on ya (chill chill, see) but
Too magical rhymes are too tragical
For any source to stop Kane from getting capital
If I thought sticking me was dissing me
Man, don't you know that this would be worse than Stephen King's Misery
So clean all profanity, stealing all the man to be
Rocking any microphone you're handing me
So Heavy D, i'm about to disperse
So kick another verse and don't forget not to curse
(Heavy D talks)
[Pete Rock]
God Bless but I can't mess around wit the curses
So I'm a kick verses or a verse
Soul brother #1 here to kick facts
Smoke the microphone and produce crazy tracks
Your my bad bro, let's start the flow
I'm a kick rhymes till it's time for me to go
I can't curse cause Heavy D said so
Now I'm a get back to the subject
Get wreck, if you think I'm bluffing, just check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse
[Q-Tip]
Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe Called Quest
Here to wreck, y'knowhatI'msayin
Got my man Pete Rock and my man Heavy D in the house
And we're definitley chilling on the lifted tip
So bust the spit out, aha
Flim flam flim, lick my big black stuff
Plus I kick a curse to be rough enuff
You can put the sticker where the sun don't shine
So back off and let me get mine
Visions in my head when it's dealing wit hits
If I had 4 girls then I lick 8 its
Wait, don't wanna hear no drama
Cause the bum didaly Heav is a fav of my mama's
So i blew out get mad lifted
Don't have to say up the show that I'm gifted
God bless me 'cause I reach my 21st
Heavy D, don't drop a curse
[Heavy D]
Peace, peace, peace to the preacher
I'm talking about a verse without a curse that's how I reach ya
I can rock a party without a swear or a harsh verb
Backwards, no curse words, Heavy D prefers
So swing, swing to the Soul bequiem rhythm
Before I say goodbye, let me tell ya how I hit 'em
CL, Pete Rock, G Rap, Maxwell
Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as well
Time to say peace, thank Pete for the beats
This funky beat was made for the street
Notice how clean that we kept every verse
But if worst came to worst (We all say a curse)
[scatting for first 14 seconds]
If you think, you gon' waste, my, time (baby)
I don't think so
[Heavy D]
Ready to come in on that one
Uno, check me out, yo
[Heavster singing]
See I know how you get down
You want a nigga to put down before you go down
Always hangin around
In front of everybody, showin off yo' body
How'd you get in Puffy's party, or need I ask?
You shook yo' thing at me, playin yo' games with me
[Chorus]
If you think, you gon' waste, my, time (baby)
I don't think so - baby I don't think so
Cause if you think, you gon' change, my, mind (baby)
I don't think so - no baby that's a no no
[Heavy singing again]
I see you on the corner frequently
You and yo' bum friends be hatin me (true)
Because I'm makin G's
A nigga don't owe you a thing
So now you studyin my personal
and my platinum thing
Stupid - you ain't phasin D
And all that talk you talk you ain't amazin me
[Chorus]
[female singer]
Don't stop, give it to me daddy
Don't stop, Heavy give it to me
Don't stop, give it to me daddy
Dont' stop, Heavy give it to me
[New Chorus]
Cause if you think, you gon' change, my, mind (baby)
I don't think so - no baby that's a no no
If you think, you gon' waste, my, time (baby)
I don't think so - baby I don't think so
Cause if you think, you gon' change, my, mind (baby)
I don't think so - no baby that's a no no
[female singer]
Don't stop, give it to me daddy
Don't stop, Heavy give it to me
Don't stop, give it to me daddy
Dont' stop, Heavy give it to me
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
[Heavy D]
Dig it (aowwwwwww!) C'mon
See you? You be frontin a lot - uh-huh
You the type of chick to bring the heat to the spot
Cats be like whoa, when you out on the block
'Specially when it's hot, you like the neighborhood watch
See me? I'm impressed with that
How you sound, Diggy bound to get next to dat
Guaranteed don't care, when I'm sexin dat
What'chu think? One wink, and I'm smashin dat
Now why you wanna go and flirt with D?
Boyfriend all mad, he musta heard about me
Tell me who you know flip licks like this
Piss Crist' like this, with a dimepiece miss
[Chorus: female singer]
I know, you love me
Tell them they can't touch me
You're big and, you're sexy
I know, you love me
[Heavy D]
See you? You be frontin a lot - uh-huh
Runnin off your mouth in the gamblin spot
You the type of dude that'll get cats knocked
Snitchin to cops, you be bitchin a lot - blah blah
Talkin 'bout, Heavy don't keep it real
Well whydon'tcha stop tellin, and keep it real in jail
See me? I just play my lane
Baptize my game, fraternize with dames
Diamond lit crucifix, dangle from chains
Simple and plain, I'm handlin thangs
When it's warm, put my minks in the freezer
Bodyguard, two divas, with the two heaters in the 2-seater
Diggy gon' spread like germ
When it's my turn I jiggle my worm, wiggle like sperm
Watch me Bus like Bettis, I got a cheddar fetish
Because I heat up yo' spot, you gon' feel me a lot
H-E, A-V, Y-D
And I'll be damned, if you ain't lovin me, c'mon
[Chorus x2: w/ ad libs]
[girl] I know you love me
You take me in your arms again
You know, I'll give you peace of mind
Another place in time my friend
The voices will subside
My shadow will encompass you
You know, the sun will surely fade
And all I gave I'll take from you
But you know you can't quit me
I'll never set you free
Show me the vain, feeling no pain
I'm taking you higher
Caught in the vice, rollin' the dice
I'm taking you down
You can't be still a matter of will
You're playing with fire
Held by a chain you're going insane
I'm taking you down
Reflections in the mirrow show
You are, a face without a name
You're spinning on my carousel
And you know you can't quite me
I'll never set you free
Show me the vain, feeling no pain
I'm taking you higher
Caught in the vice, rollin' the dice
I'm taking you down
You can't be still, a matter of will
You're playing with fire
Held by a chain you're going insane
I'm taking you down
You'll take me in your arms again
You will, to still the beast inside
I know you can't quit me
It's time, it's time, uh, one two, ha, y'all here me?
New York City, is ya with me?
Right one, one, check two, check me out, ha, watch it, yo
Imagine me, imagine you, imagine kids possibly two
Maybe three, imagine you and I loungin' in the tropics
Bounded by clever topics but never discussin' my profits
Imagine the tone of my voice makin' you moist
How you feel about that, ain't no doubt about that
These things could be real things according to
How you feel about you and I, hear me out now
I ain't your average but I'm deed about my cabbages
Let's keep it simple, you with it or what?
I mean is you feelin' me? Are you hearin' me?
What's the point in talkin' if you don't listen
Water, I shine, I glisten but I'm missin' a lady like you
Someone to hold me down, trust me you ain't had nobody like me
They can't touch me, you ain't had none of that so imagine that
Somethin' about that thing, that thing that you do
Keeps me running back, running to you, baby
I can't imagine being without you, can't live without you, baby
Yo shoddy, you don't want no drama with me
It's heavy and these chicks is steadily fondlin' me
Diggie shot callin' and I'm so tired of ballin'
But I've been doing that, these kids is new to that
Come inside my crib all you see is platinum plaques
Keep the gold ones in the back 'cause I'm ashamed of that
Now I lounge in the sticks dime piece on my hip
And I've been doing that since big stuff in eighty six
Somethin' about you really turned me on and I can't figure you out
'Cause everyday I'm thinking about diggin' you out, what's that about?
I got visions of turning you out
Now I ain't like Mike I'm simply just Dwight Errington Myers
Got a grip like pliers keep my name of the wires
'Cause my crew is high fliers
And I got more ice and more cream than briers, you wanna try us?
Somethin' about that thing, that thing that you do
Keeps me running back, running to you, baby
I can't imagine being without you, can't live without you, baby
Have you ever been treated correctly huh?
You should be glad you connected with D, baby, you ready?
Imagine this Hennessey, coat back, drop top
You and me, one on one buck wildin' non-stop
Flourish you with jewel rings, really
If you tell me that you do love me sincerely
Take the American Express and go shopping
Put your coochie in Gucci 'cause we ball in the night
Call your girls tell them that you're flowing with water
And it's sickenin' 'cause this trickin' is really out of order
I'll make you fingers glimmer, I'll make your entire attire better
All up in ya liver, make your body quiver
Heav' digga damn that, gon' be the same nigga, you understand that?
My main intent is to pay your rent
And I'ma keep you satisfied until the day I die, alright
Something about that thing, that thing that you do
Keeps me running back, running to you, baby
I can't imagine being without you, can't live without you, baby
Somethin' about that thing, that thing that you do
Keeps me running back, running to you, baby
I can't imagine being without you, can't live without you, baby
Somethin' about that thing, that thing that you do
Keeps me running back, running to you, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah..
Do it like this though, do it like this though, do it like this though..
Make it fat like
DIS, dis, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh
HEH, heh, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh
Aiyyo ruff ruff rugged rugged ruff ruff digga Dan
Who's that? The man, I'ma slam it like Bam-Bam
The big man, the bigger plan, the nigga jams
Quick to figure and I pack Palladium stadium stands
Rugged raw, clear the floor
R&B; hardcore plenty more. been on plenty tours
Been in plenty drawers, far from just okey-doke
Not into no hokey-poke, although I may drink a Coke
Hell no I won't smoke no coke
Steady steady but ready for pitty petty
Big and heavy, far from Chevy, so save your gas for Getti
Mic check it, microphone check it
Watch me wreck it; I'm never half steppin
Chorus: various samples
Far from a chump, I'm a champ, I get amped
when I run through camps, gimme some plaques on the stamp, HEY
I need a girl who got plenty trunk, who knows I got ghetto funk
Not into blunts but I be on a stunt hunt
Got crazy drama, dramatics, big girls in Bahamas are addicts
So now they cling like static, dig it
I rolled up on some old wonderama type of drama
I'ma, comma, big belly punanny momma harmer
Bag a cute, so NIGHT troops, I'm all about
two scoops, I cut loose, just me and a few troops
To handle static to me is automatic
I never panic or stall, I'm gigantic so yes, y'all
Chorus
Uhh, king of the big boys, bigger boys, don't even matter
Save all the chitter chatter, I make em split and scatter
I keep em goin for blocks, I never ran from cops
I roll with my flock, and get props from dreadlocks
I treat a mic like a bad habit, I grab it I gotta have it
A funky junkie flippin styles is automatic
I freak a beat like a prostitute, I'm always in hot pursuit
I'm tryin to get lots of loot, lots of boots
Do jungle rocks like a hustler moving crack
like a muscl-er microphone damager handin ya rough like a wrang-ler
Sew up cities with girls of pretty, known for the nitty gritty
my flavor, is major, you're itty bitty
[Intro/Chorus: unnamed singer]
Stay-ay-ay, stay dedicated
You've got to stay-ay-ay, stay dedicated
You've got to
[Heavy D]
Now this is called "Dedicated," though not a dedication
It's about an obligation in a love situation
Guys don't get your girls, girls don't get your guys
with a, relationship full of backstabbin lies BUT
I'm here to tow the line on all that shooting
Dedicating is the subject I'm speaking
on therefore I need your undivided, attention
Sit and listen to, what Heavy D mentions
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
Pretty lady, I heard about your status
You're lookin for the boy, whose pockets are the
fattest
And, I also know about your bad repu-ta-tion
The things you so, inside of a rela-tion-
-ship behind their backs, you use and abuse them
But in the face you say that you love them
'til one day Prince CHARMING comes along~!
You say to yourself you won't do nothing wrong
Saw your opportunity, decided, to grab it
But first things first, you kicked your bad habit
Told your best friend you had the perfect life
But what can never go wrong, never will sound right
You see this guy that you're with is what like you used
to be
He takes a lover undercover, destroyed your dignity
It used to be a joke but now the table's turned
You're the one gettin dissed, so I hope that you
learned
that he was lookin for some action, some satisfaction
You thought it was, a physical attraction
Then one day, you caught your lover out there
When you asked him why he did it, he said he didn't
care
So remember next time, you wanna act crazy
what comes around GOES AROUND, pretty lady!
Lady, lady... dedicated
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
You got yourself a girlie and you should be coolin
Tryin to play the role, but who are you foolin?
Your lady's not the one she knows about yo' schemin
Time to wake up, pal - stop dreamin
Before you know it what you got gets GONE!
You're sittin in the room with your head down mourn-
ing/morning
time comes, who's there it ain't your girlie
You said that you missed her, shoulda thought about it
earl-ier
Cause now you're all alone no one to play with
No one to squeeze you easy, or give your a kiss
Kiddly kiddly kiss, kiddly kiddly kiss...
There's a lesson to be learned, I hope that you're
learning
Cause if you disregard it's LOVE you will be yearning
What I'm tryin to say is this, READ between the lines
Don't make a commitment you can't stand behind
Cause in the long run it'll only grow worse
And the love that you have'll turn out to be a curse
You struggle wit'cha life, tryin to get situated
When all you had to do is chill, and stay...
Dedicated
[singers ad lib to the end]
[Intro]
Love sexy (sexy sexy, sexy sexy) {love sexy}
So sexy, c'mon... yo
[Heavy D]
Now I can take my time, but I'm speedy if it's needy
She says she want it all, so I gave to the greedy
Love is satisfyin, if it's tasty then I'm tryin
Never bought 'em, never buy 'em, on occasion I'm in
Zion
Enough of what you heard, Heavy D's got the wig out
In between the leggy of a Peggy I might pig out
Nope I ain't no joke, I got a stroke to make you bug
out
Girls get very happy when I tap the nappy dugout
Easy easy on the "EZ Duz It," who is it or who was it
Rough on the cuts you're lovin it, rubbin it while
you're humpin it
Wicked in bed, wicked in bed, that's what I said
When I came the others fled, now mi haffa kill it -
dead
Mack in the sack and I'm a freak in between the sheets
Never lacked in the back, stay harder than concrete
Far from Chubby Checker, not a half-stepper, double
decker
Wreckin never sweat her but I'm better, the Mecca lover
[Chorus] "hey hey hey, hey hey hey" [in background]
Love sexy [4X]
[Heavy D]
Check it out! Aiyyo my techniques kick like a kung-fu
flick
On the one-two tip I catch wreck when I rip
The Overweight Lover, slick like butter
Never did stutter, swing it in the gutter
Sometimes I wear my hat to the back when I rap
I never felt ashamed cause I'm proud to be black
You see me on a poster, pop it like a toaster
I know about the devil, but me and God is closer
Hip to the hopper, proper like my poppa
This girl said she's cumin, I tried but I couldn't stop
her
I'm on the quickie not the hickie tip, slick to flip a
floppy script
Before you got the property, know who you're dealin
with
Known to do a Suzy with a doozy of a stroke
I never pulled my uzi on a floozy, leave her smoked
I spark it like a mack, like a hook I always catch
You know where I'ma be at, hear the rap, check the
steps
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
Yo, I like it with a twist in the midst of danger
I wreck a 'roni, and not a phony or a stranger
Not a punani pretender, quick to bend your fender
Pure beef, well done, so love me tender
Or you can do it on the flipside, funny dip side
Outside, inside, "Tales From the Darkside"
Eeney meenie miney moe, let me know
Here I am, what's the plan? Hot damn, "Who's the Man?"
Yes I am, rip it cause I practice, I mean I'm always at
this
Girls front when they want me to smack this
Super dip diver, clever like MacGyver
Not a 9 to 5er, street life survivor
A honey suckle wonder, kick lyrics like a punter
First I'll have to back her, and then I'll have to
front her
Never 'fess, when it came to sex, flexed
When it came to sex, wrecked, when it came to sex
[Chorus]
[Heavy D]
Me nom a nom a nom me numba one
"hey hey hey" [continues to the end]