Lyrics:
have to ask you to refrain from the language)
The car goin' two hundred miles an hour
Where the fuck is he goin'? (Please Mr. Rapper, please refrain
have to ask you to refrain from the language)
The car goin' two hundred miles an hour
Where the fuck is he goin'? (Please Mr. Rapper, please refrain
on the chopping block
Give this bitch the biz, Markie, I beat box a lot
She just want a confidant, her man want a problem? Stop
His days'll be numbered like
is Biz Markie
Brrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick ' em
dope hits in the mix
Rippin shows with Kane and Biz Markie
Fuckin up Roxanne and takin out Sparky
Niggas came in flocks from blocks and blocks
To watch
and
Dance all night till your knee caps break
You can do the Biz Markie, then the Heavy D Shake
If you like to boogie from sun to the moon
Well, cut the rug
his murder case
I used to jam Run D.M.C
Monie Love, MC Lyte, and Biz Markie
When LL was bad with that gold rope phone
Back when niggas used beepers,
think he is?
He's supposed to be commercial like that song about the Biz"
The kid said "Masta Ace, yo, what's the deal wit' the switchin'?"
He's
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,
time I blow smoke and
{Biz Markie}
(Can you feel it)
Blowin' smoke, bee
{L.L. Cool J}
(Woof, now you're cut loose)
Rip off the hand, open up
sounds) a one, two
Rest in peace to Biz Markie, honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My
bitches flock
Like a quarter goin in her slot
Yeah she love me cause I know all the spots
I'm not Biz Markie but I'll beat the box
Got it on lock
What are
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
name Biz
Renounce your faith kids
Shut your face and push your ounce away bitch
My mouth can taste sick
Naked young bitch suck the fungus
Off my hung
Hip hoppin
Ya don't stop a'rocking
To the bang bang boogie
Boom up jumps the boogie beatbox on tiktok
Yeah uh like biz markie its M C
Smitty-G
I do
goin' like you think they should
It's all on you
It ain't all good and that's the truth
Things ain't goin' like you think they should
It's all
goin' like you think they should
It's all on you
It ain't all good and that's the truth
Things ain't goin' like you think they should
It's all
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
hustlin' man, don't ever give up
I don't care what it is, handle yo' biz
Forget about the woulda, coulda and if I did's
'Cause that's just the past, you
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
(In the kitchen and it's tasty)
Look, 'cause I'm that same one that
You seen in the video
If it's a bag, then you could let me know
Woah, you know
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
comes to conclusions women get to jumping like fleas
Tell em what you're looking for then they turn into Biz Markie
How you expect me to beat the box when
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