Lyrics:
Biz Markie
Hoes catching the vapors
I tip my cap
Then sip my makers
I too sick with this
Buddy I'm contagious
Infamous
Lil buddy I'm outrageous
Balling
don't think I got it on me but the Yop close
But damn that's the way we live
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell them that they just a friend
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
a friend i guess he Biz markie
Gasoline spilled over ignited me with a sparking
So 300 runnin shit like a spartan
Having visions of Dumbledore leaving me
say that I'm attractive
They describe my love and that's being hyperactive
I'm just a brother who likes to romance alot
Look at me as the black Sir
on this one
Can we just have a conversation without all of your friends in our B I Z,
No Biz Markie-
None of that, oh baby you got just what I need, look
dubstep focus
Last poets spoken biz Markie doped it
It's the borg in star trek engulf shit
Evolution then we morph it
Intravenous it puffs in my veins
C Biz, better take off the safety
Brazy, ran to your JD
Screamin' "Bossman, save me, bossman, save me, bossman, save me"
Get G-checked if your
Written by pam reswick/steve werfel
Background vocals: natalie cole
Let me look at you, just look at you
You're a sight for sore eyes, yes you are
Look how they did Ye, truth ain’t good for biz let’s leave it at that
Know you want them trips to Santorini, Hermès bags
Know you wanna go shopping
really jokin'
She's serious love money period
Good at math
Number with commas and periods
She miss her period
But still no kids
She fuck me
Then the systems would stop and quit
But the system's a fallacy
Reality's duality, My theory of opposites
Biz Markie clowned around
Was really in charge
that vocal track
Got a cold soul so I gotta cope with that
Got a bull by the horns, rose by the thorns and I’m bored by this track already
So I move it
emptiness
A light shined down from heaven (* twinkling sounds *)
And there he was ladies and gentleman, the good lord
And he took, he took a look
in his neck
For gold necklaces
That's what reckless is
Look at the record biz
DC in 85
Look what butt naked did
Crack era veterano
I'm one of em
Never
adolescent clips
Shorty shot a hole in his neck
For gold necklaces
That's what reckless is
Look at the record biz
DC in 85
Look what butt naked did
Crack era
me feel a good way and I need you in my life
I didn't make her group, but we made something better, a lifelong friendship. And I also met one of my
Cookie Monster'
And the ever popular: 'Hey Look At Me, I Can't Sing So Run Me Through The Computer' "I can't sing so good..."
Just think, with, "Rock
a vocal lead right?
They say your mind it can be free
Well my mind is free and it's chasing me
And I'm in a spot where I cannot give
Enough so I barely give
Yea mind yo biz and go get rich
Get it by yoself don't let a nigga tell you shit
Or a bitch
Look at how the plot twist
I done took the risk to put these
Street did to Ghana (Jesus)
In Tenochtitlan they call me Terremoto, El Negro Loco (Lord)
I shake the tectonic plates of the game if I lay one vocal
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester thompson (drums)
The adventures
ain't really happy for me, you mad that I popped (Jesus)
F- a car, five houses like, "Look what I copped" (Lord)
Devil like, "Jesus Christ, he gotta be
know what's real funny to me
When they get up for the downstroke
The look on their face when they almost choke
On the lean butter bean brown hamhock
I
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