(feat. Red Cafe)    [ad libs for the first 22 seconds]    [Chorus: Red Cafe]  Excuse me! I happen to be the boss man  Excuse me! I happen to be the weatherman  Excuse me! I happen to be the ice man  Excuse me! I happen to be the dopeman  And I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man  I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man  And I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man  I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man    [Fabolous - over second half of Chorus]  That's me  The motherfuckin man, 'Lo-so  Due to the present in your past  In present where your man bitch?    [Fabolous]  Yes, I'm the man, yes shorty I'm the man  I'm so fly there's no tellin when I'ma land  You tryin to come up on somethin mami I'm the player  So play the cards you was dealt baby I'm the hand  Young Denzel, I'm the inside man  They open they legs to let me inside man  I work the middle, call it an inside job  The hey mon, I got ten side jobs  The boss man, the ice man and weatherman  The weed man for Redman and Method Man  The dope man, the gun man, the mailman  The spokesman, the cheer man, the salesman  Used to spread the white shit like hail man  And I moved more bags than the bellman  Now I'm the man of the da-da-da-da-damn  If you ain't get the message let me tell you who I am (BITCH~!)    [Chorus]    [Fabolous]  Yeah... I'm the man - yes, shorty I'm the man  Lookin for some good shit, then I'm your man  Just say my name three times like Candyman  I pop up, fix it up like a handyman  You know how the man do, Coupe is all mad new  Ginoblis, but the truck is on Kobes  Through the bulletproof when you're in the Sport man  The slugs come through your window like grown man  Aww man~! There go your man again  I fifth him up, stiff him up like a mannequin  I ain't trippin but dude think he the Man of Steel  He slippin up and he don't even see banana peels  And one night I made plans to do him  The bitch is so easy a caveman could do it  She know I'm the man of the da-da-da-da-damn  But F-Y-I, let me tell you who I am (BITCH~!)    [Chorus]