Lyrics:
get it but I don't know how to obtain it
Kobe
I'm boutta ball like Kobe
Boutta boom like Dolby
Boutta get my trophy
Cause I'm boutta ball like Kobe
Markie
Sixteen rounds, I buck like Milwaukee
Come on ride, it sounds like homicide
All you marks will know it's the other guys
Gettin' fly while rap is
said you'd
Never cross me then you crossed me
And these hoes catch the
Vapors like Biz Markie
And since they brought me these keys
Niggas idolize me
(Own up) you ain't never rode like this before
Ain't no sleepin' on this tour, (for sure)
Where we going?
Can ya, Can ya feel it? (I can feel it
I got my high school diploma
Got what I need, Biz Markie, North Dakota
Can’t be in the office, but why would I even wanna
Never needed much, no truck,
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
of the steel
Assemble!
More hip-hop greats, youknowhatI'msayin?
Big Daddy Kane, KRS-One, cool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee
Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special
can buy a Rothko at a Costco
News is entertainment even if
It's gloom and doom
Customers create by mixing up
What they consume like a DJ
Lichtenstein
I'm just comin up with rhymes that I invent
Out of my head, or like on the spot
And uhh, whether you know it or whether you not
(?) We did
to see a black man succeeding like it was never meant
I’m suppose to be locked up or playing ball
Not graduating from college that’s 2020 fall
When my
Yo, Redman got the blunts, let's get it in
That's why these women's asses jiggling
I'm like a pornstar fuckin' in my Timbalands
Sex drugs
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,
Oooh Weee! Oooh Weee!
Chorus
Can ya...Can ya feel it? (I can feel it)...
Parum pum pum
Can ya...Can ya feel it? (I can feel it)
Feel this drum
and the Spice 1 rack
The sensei didn't even have a chance to blast back
Eyes bloodshot and Puffy, and got up like Scarface
Lettin' off a Dirty Dozen, now it's
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
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
Master Jay, Scott La Rock
Biz Markie, we miss you
You sang, we didn't diss you
Sending flowers to Jalil
Whodine, a tough crew
Peace to Heavy D
And NWA
school too i got all your YMCMB albums Biz Markie Kool-Moe-Dee Kool-G-Rap Force MD's
She says she's not old school like that
She's old school like she
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,
and double slugs
make your blood boil and bubble like jacuzzis
Nigga I did Biz like Cool V
Get it, Biz and Cool V
The dude who used to spin for Markie
God
Let me get deal on the spot, mark it.
Comin up on the block, nark it.
Gotcha car in my spot, park it.
Beatbox like Biz, Markie.
Bout to go high
that's my medicine
I done met the plug he look like Thomas Edison
Mr slide by his lonely
I ain't tellin shit
How I'm feeling right now I could nail a crib
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
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