Lyrics:
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
and I
Demons in me they just multiply
If I don't kill 'em all, I never try
Life is short, and men lie, women lie
But a legend he could never die
join us
Just to be honest, homie
You probably need some more bud that's later
Wake up the nabors, she be all in my biz
One day I almost asked her
If she
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
wit a team
Rip to Ason he the king of his style
Biz Markie lay your down see we not fucking around
Don't try to come for this crown
See I'm the king
trampled over feet
10 people died at cstro World Rest in peace
RIP shock G & Biz Markie
I can't wait to same thing for Covid-19
2021 it been hectic and fun
just not what I expect to see on primetime TV
I'm in a different class
When I get through I'm ma bring my dargs
Two by two man a walk on the ark
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
to pop a biz I'll put you with my Oakland bitch
I got some partners in Albuquerque, New Mexico
I say one word they hold your ass and never let you go
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
'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day,
like O-Dog"
Tuck the deuce, deuce under the goose, boostin' y'all
Couple screws loose, cashier turns, poof, I'm gone
Seven, I heard NWA in the street
[Erick Sermon]
Yeah yeah uh huh word up
Yo yo yo,
Yo!
Hey yo this here's procedure rock MC's during my leisure
Time I spend to do em in
Yeah
I, I
Firm biz, what is, Blackstreet (I, I)
Ooh (Na Na, steady rise, peace, dada), baby
I gotta get you home with me tonight (gotta get you
cover you like covers (oh, you, whoa)
Versace that is, mind your biz
I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, babe (yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
I can
Since I was a kid
I knew that
I would make that list
I got my foot up in the biz
So I'm starting to feel like him
Since I was a kid
I knew that
I
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
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
Or say that
I'm sorry
For any kind of talk that was hurtful
I feel like Biz Markie
Cause you got what I need
Something you hate to see
But now I'm on my
And people would crowd us
On staircases with rah and sha the ganja would spark me
I was fiending to battle dougie fresh, buff and biz markie
Was always
But only no radio or video's gonna show me no love, they're phony
Got to hit the road solely so the record gets pushed by Sony
I'm in the middle like
she's going down.
I'm sorry but the party's over now.
Awake by noon, drunk by four.
Sucked up in the show biz.
You're so lame,
You're such a bore,
she's going down.
I'm sorry but the party's over now.
Awake by noon, drunk by four.
Sucked up in the show biz.
You're so lame,
You're such a bore,
you're burning through the pack
I could always spot you friends by the daggers in the back
And my head hangs down
What is this? Monkey biz, I have had
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