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is Biz Markie
Brrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick ' em

know that I’m nasty

Tatzstar don’t give 2 fucks
I have and never will
I’ve got mad skill when I step 2 the mic I handle my biz Like Markie
I’m in

Bitch I'm Biz Markie
Friendly as ever and high as can be
The money gone jump in my dreams like it's sheep
mhmm mhm
Can't fuck with the talk cuz I swear

looking like I gained weight
We ain't built alike stop thinking we do biz the same way
This that get over ya struggles and ya pains aye
Karate chop the meal

transplants a flower field I prance
I wish it was that easy my stomach hurting queasy
You think she thinks about me she’s just a friend biz Markie
I’m in

Tell the truth shawty, Let's Start with Honesty
You'll never find a bond like me
King and Queen no Monarchy
Started as just friends no Biz Markie
Loyalty

But she's just a friend like Biz Markie

Now make that a lesson, stack my plate the first time So it's no need to go back for a second
I'm talkin'

bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

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,

Sometimes I get high for it, my friends
Try to tell me not to get so addicted
Tried to quit but my addiction just shifted
Now I do it at least one time daily

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

and put him on
Couple months go by Eddie up
Yeah he holding cheese
Tre got bread but feel like he ain't
Eating how he supposed to be
Eddie showed Tre

in my DM's
R.I.P. Biz Markie, She tellin' you I'm just a friend
Put like 4.5 up in this blunt, Nigga I'm high to the end
My favorite pastime nowadays

a friend
Biz Markie
I said bet capeesh

Chik chik
Bullet
Chik chik
Bullet
Chik chik
Bullet
That's not how you do it
Bullet bullet bullet
bullet bullet
That's

of Bacardi
P-Y-T, P-Y-T
Heard you was into a G
Into a G
Girl, you can leave your man alone
Say you my friend, Biz Markie
Tell me you hold it down and ride

girbauds and a black tall tee
Quick to friend zone a hoe like I'm Biz Markie
I be
Taking these drugs
You know I gotta get it all out of me
Talking bout bone

deserve a degree
Gas open up my gates Rock Lee
Dumb bitch you ain’t smokin for free
Fat plug look like Biz Markie
Don Shirley nigga i got the keys
Roll

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

your soul could be broken still
Even a rich spirit money can't buy (uh)
I pray that heavens watch me (ayy)
Rest in peace Biz Markie, you got peace

Whodini, launchin' rockets in the 90s!

Now I remember in the days of way back
With just a 4 track
With no SP-12 to make tracks
Wearing leather

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

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

sweet, so sweet
Feels so good for my soul
I'm diggin' you and yo steelo
No, you not just friend
I ain't Biz Markie
Don't dare take too long
This not apogee

yeah, I am (uh)
Catch them vibes like vapes, Biz Markie and them (what?)
Chi-Ali and them (what?), Kool G Rap, Rakim (huh?)
We boogie for that juice,