Lyrics:
safety on like Ed Reed
Biz Markie, my pharmacy, would have whatever you need
Gave that life up, now on a good path and I'm doing good deeds
Seen my homies
can’t be no Andre Drummond
Yea I know I’m just a friend but why would you cry to me
Yea you say I’m just a friend But I ain’t no biz no markie
And you
I got it on me but I snuck it in
(But damn that's the way we live)
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell em that they just a friend
Looking
playa playa playa I should put a book out
(Ooowww) Cause they all caught the vapors
I feel like Biz Markie on the yacht with some haters
(Well what you
Get on your Markie
Ya really need to mind ya Biz
Let me borrow some fans since you actin cool
Snatch ya jewels won't give em back to you
At the booth I
just want to be friends, Biz Markie
What did she see, when she say she saw the king in me
I'm too damaged to be anybody side kick
And she to perfect
tongue kissin her
She be suckin dick
Niggas markie I can't have these
Niggas in my biz
In Kentucky still fuck around n do the Shiz
Let us blow up spots, CD stores, and move merch
Soon a surge would see the Juice Crew burst
On the art scene, the gang was Biz Markie and Kane
G Rap
like SRT
Don't ask me if she mine, she's just a friend like Biz Markie
I fucked around and hit her once I told that bitch to go
She tryna spend
move the whip like SRT
Don't ask me if she mine, she's just a friend like Biz Markie
I fucked around and hit her once, I told that bitch to go
She tryna
nigga
So why you totin' all them drums like a band thats on some plots nigga
Yeah, I sound like Biz Markie, bitch, told me I beat the box, nigga
And you
industry you can't have anarchy
Cause everyone wants their name on the Biz Markie
Yo, some are long gone, where the gunshots cease
Eazy-E, 2Pac & Biggie
yourself
(Verse 1)
I'll slash ya grill, don't start me
You'll be the only entertainer with less groupies than Biz Markie
I'm never dull, Chino
yourself
I'll slash ya grill, don't start me
You'll be the only entertainer with less groupies than Biz Markie
I'm never dull, Chino the pretty thug,
astray
Even with application maps, they can't find the way
Back to pure hip-hop tracks, Marley Marl, Biz Markie
BDP, Eric B., Kool G Rap, and Large B,
a dog on a flea
Now I know my dance is the funky dance comin
Pee-Wee Herman (Biz Markie) was pumpin (but mine is jumpin)
It's the Steve...
Like
do you good yeah justice do you great
Speaking metaphorically and you could never get it straight
Just another nemesis that turned a hero to a great
Markie" yo make the music with ya mouth
(Nobody, Nobody beats the Biz)
"That's incedible"...20 years later...still edible
Bghghghgh! Stick 'em, ha, ha, ha,
yet)
Where we going?
"He's Biz Markie" yo make the music with ya mouth
(Nobody, Nobody beats the Biz)
"That's incedible"...20 years later...still
of a Dark Sea
'89 rock Biz Markie, beneton, wit the matchin wallabie
Take the head of a nominee, nominated for wack mc's
Ya be better off doin' comedy,
to the party late
Hardly starving, but want a piece of shawty cake
I'm trynna b-b-beat box like Biz Markie, Hey
But first I'ma liquor no Bacardi taste
Ha
Mm mm
a hell of a life how to make them all get
Bring it back right round let the good times roll feelin' good right now
But I remember Biz Markie 1989 maybe 90,
D.C.
I hate catfishin', I wanna fuck what I saw on IG
I told this bitch, "We're just friends," it's like Biz Markie (damn)
Woulda thought I had a nose
Markie the king of a rec, I rock and put you in check
Hypnotizin recognizin plus I get respect
And if you think you can, mess with the magical man
I
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