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Artist: Biz Markie
Album: Weekend Warrior Song: Friends Mad Jazz Represent B 9040 Ghentown... [Verse One] I saw this girl from like around the way I told her I was the B-I-Z Emezah-A She said she know my reputation, know I got clout And like to get to know me, without no doubt So we started havin long telephone conversations Tryin to feel each other out, showin a lot of patience Was a hook-up from my man, word bond she was bad If I met her whole family I would kiss her dad So in my mind I was thinkin she really liked me She got a good head on her shoulder and she's no dummy Me and her, had compatible horoscopes But she bugged me out so bad I was on the ropes Now when I was with her, my shoulders shrugged Because when I reached out for a kiss and hug She mushed me in my face, and smiles with a grin And said this question [Chorus] Why can't we be friends? We can't we be friends? Why can't we, be, friends? We can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? We can't we be friends? Why can't we, be, friends? We can't we be friends? [Verse Two] I knew she was different, a very special gal For the time being, hmm I shall Respect her wishes, she wasn't a groupie I understand, she said she just had met me I liked her for that, a woman with morals She called me every day, so I saw she was loyal It bugged me out cause I don't usually wait But on a scale of one to ten she was a twenty-eight We was goin out on the reg', movies and dinner Always stay at my house, way past ten o', clock I thought she really really liked me I did the right thing, like my name was Spike Lee She had her own car so I walked her to the door Like Busta Rhymes I said, "Gimme Some More" So I put my lips out, to get a kiss And she said just like this [Chorus] [Verse Three] I knew somethin was wrong because my mack is correct Talkin for six months and didn't hit it yet? I thought I was slippin, or maybe in a slump I felt like Eddie Murphy when he was Professor Klump Naw it can't be, she's here every day So I don't know why she'd wanna treat me this way I gotta investigate like Magnum P.I. I just don't understand, why oh why So the next time I saw her she was unhappy She had a frown on her face and real jumpy I said, "Yo what's wrong?" I was real concerned The way she looked her life had took a real turn She said, "I went to court today," and I said, "What?" "If I tell you this, you're gonna go nut" I said, "Tell me I can take it I won't pretend" "I gotta go to jail for life, so.." [Chorus] |
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Man, why did it have to happen to me? Man, what did I do to get this? What'd I do to deserve this? Check it out (Verse 1: Biz Markie) I woke up in the morning with my hand on my head Not knowin this would be one day that I'd dread I prayed the night before, for a let-me-live The way this day turned out wasn't my prerogative I went to the kitchen to get some cereal smooth as silk But when I looked in the ice box, there wasn't no milk Well I don't need no breakfast, I'm too fat anyway I just grab a cup of juice and be on my way So I got my car keys, on route to my job I walked out, my windows broken and my car got robbed They took my radio and my favorite cassette What a way to start the day, aww - what's next? I get to the office, my boss starts to scream It was really unbelievable, like a bad dream He kept talkin all this blahse blahse And looked at me and said, "What you have to say?" (Chorus) I'm havin a bad day Things ain't goin my way I'm havin a bad day Today, today (Verse 2: Biz Markie) Here's somethin else that happened to me In the middle of this day that's bein deep To begin this era of grief and aggravation I was parked by a meter and still got a citation Took the ticket off my window, got in my car alright A cop pulled behind me at a red light "Your licence, registration and insurance card" I was buggin out cause it was really hard I didn't do nothin, asked, "Why'd you pull me over? You never saw a young man drive a Range Rover?" He let me go and said, "Don't do it again" - "Why," I said, "thank you officer, you been a nice guy" So I stopped at the store to get somethin to drink Guess what happened to me before I could blink They had my truck in the air, just about to be towed For $700 in tickets I owed (Chorus) (Verse 3: Biz Markie) After all that I could finally go home And rest my feet and get on the telephone I had a unbelievable time in the city I shoulda be down with the ( ? ) committee I tried to cook some dinner but it came out burnt The fire was too hot, I just had learned So freak it, I'll go to a restaurant I brought a girl with me, asked, "What do you want?" "Shrimp and lobster, two bottles of Alize" I looked at her and said, "Hey hey hey!" She ate all the food and drank all of the liquor I better bring her home so I can stick her So I got her to my house as fast as I can This is like takin candy out of a baby's hand But when I got her to my room, without no doubt She was so intoxicated that she passed out (Chorus) |
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(INTRO: Cool V)
Uh As we take you Uptown Downtown We got a little somethin for the ladies Biz, break it down (Verse 1: Biz Markie) Once again it's Mr. Diabolical Who have you pullin your hair out by the follicle My posse's so deep, it could fill a bus But this is for the dimes lookin good to us Like Carmen, Sandra, Lavern and Veronica Camille and Gina, Danielle and Monica Sherley, Vanessa, Betty and Wanda To Julie, Rhonda, Gill and Yolanda (Who else?) Lauryn and China, Penny and Shelley Leslie, Rachel, Tamika and Kelly And to that girl I met when I was in Texas Got a name like a god - Alexis Joanne and Nancy, Yvette and Yvonne Debra, Dinah, Daisy and Dawn Arlene, Sabrina and there's more if I can Oh yeah - Beth, Bunny, Annette and Dianne (Chorus: Biz Markie (& Cool V)) Hello ladies (What's up, what's up) What is your name What's your name and your number, girl (Smooth it out, Biz) Shoo-dooby-doo-ah I like to get to know ya Cause you're all dime pieces in the world (Now break it down) (Verse 1: Biz Markie) To Gail, Dana, Anita and Jean ( ? ), Doreen, Daneen and Darlene Sunshine, Cherry, Janette and Tracy Shante, ( ? ), Charlene and Stacey Alicia, Felicia, Lisa and Theresa Tammy, Laura, Michelle and Aisha Stephanie and Keisha, Bianca and Karen Evelyn, Rosa, Judy and Sharon Laquiesha and Thelma, Tasha and Rita Wendy, Mariah, Irene and Frida Tonya and Jackie, Loraine and Denise Simone, Goldie, Renee and Charisse To Lucy, you're so, you're sugar and maple And Kim, I found your number, it was under the table Roxanne, Samantha, DeeDee and Erica Sarah and Terry, you're all dimes in America (Chorus: Biz Markie (& Cool V)) (Say what) Hello ladies (Come on, a-come on) What is your name What's your name and your number, girl (Just smooth it out, Biz) Shoo-dooby-doo-ah I like to get to know ya (Why) Cause you're all dime pieces in the world (Come on, now break it down) (Verse 1: Biz Markie) Janine, Belinda, Francine and Melissa Charlene, Carmen, Crystal, and Patricia Sylvia, Monique, Barbara and Lanette Bernadette and Paulette and who did I forget? Oh yeah - Andrea, Jennifer, Toni and Alyson Sheila, Cindy, April and Carolyn Missy, Shauna, Toya and Virgina Tiffany, Jessy, Carla, Tara and Tina Brandy, Beverly, Joyce and Angie Shade, Shanay, Ronette and Tangie Margaret, Mary, Neneh and Queisha Mimi, Valerie, Tia, Ivy and Asia Lady, Chantelle, can't forget Gloria ( ? ), Peaches, Nina and Reesie Terry, Nicky, Donna, Faith and Chris And all the other girls that I might have missed (Chorus: Biz Markie (& Cool V)) (Say what) Hello ladies (This is too much, too much) What is your name What's your name and your number, girl (Sing that sh...) Shoo-dooby-doo-ah I like to get to know ya (Say what, a-say what) Cause you're all dime pieces in the world (Now break it down) (Biz Markie) If you don't know what a dime is It means that you're a 10, baby, you know what I'm sayin On a scale from 1 to 10, you know what I'm sayin baby, yeah This goes out to all the beautiful ladies out there Whether you're skinny, fat No hair, long hair, it don't matter Peace (Cool V) Yeah And that's from Cool V and the B-i-z We're doin this strictly for the ladies this time Word up And to all the ladies If we didn't you get you on this version We got you on the remix So just step to us, give us your name, your number I ain't gon' say it, baby Haha We outta here baby Turn me off B |
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[Verse 1: Biz Markie]
This goes out to all the beautiful ladies 18 to 80, blind, crippled or crazy No matter what nationality or persuasian Black beauty or Asian or Causasian No discrimination, I love all the nations Whether you're Jamaican, Hawaiian or Haitian ( ? ) what a man don't got And just for that I wanna thank you a lot Word is bond, y'all look so good Every time I see ya in my neighborhood My crew bugs out when they're in the party Instead of baby got back baby got body Cause you're all shapes and sizes, look good in jeans Wanna do me somethin juicy, I know what they mean I'm not tryin to be nasty, I'm just keepin it real This goes out to my people who know how I feel [Chorus: Lil' Kal] + (Biz Markie) (All you ladies in the nice tight jeans) You look good to me (All you ladies in the nice tight skirts) You look good to me (All you ladies in the nice tight shorts) You look good to me (All you ladies in the nice tight ( ? )) You look good to me [Verse 2: Biz Markie] Now that you kknow what I'm talkin about I know you will agree without a reasonable doubt Nothing's like a nice derriere Looks so good, it's just not fair Now let me tell you a story about a girl named Judy Was a 5 in the face, but had a real nice booty It was so soft and mesmerizin I met her in Jersey by ( ? ) Oh my goodness, I almost lost my mind When I saw this hee-haw that was so divine Now I would usually just kept goin But it hypnotized me the way she was throwin I said, "You want a burger and fries with that shake?" She said, "No, I want shrimp, lobbster and a steak" Bein Rockefeller is not my duty The only reason I changed my mind is because.. [Chorus: Lil' Kal] You look good to me [Verse 3: Biz Markie] Tell you what happened to me while I was mindin my biz I came across a girl by the name of Liz Puerto Rican or Spanish, almost went frantic For bein a 10 she was a body mechanic I was bee-beein on what I was seein It's like Pocahontas jumped out the TV, an Hourglass shape that made me go ape Ask Lil' Mo, she was a 'superwoman' with a cape She couldn't speak no English, I had Fat Joe with me So he could tell me what she was sayin about me She said, "I like papi with big belly" I said, "Why'd you tell her in Spanish that I want her tele -phone," now you know it's on Like hot butter on say what, the popcorn I had to have that cause she's a cutie And you know the other reason why is because.. [Chorus: Lil' Kal] You look good to me When I walk through the club what do I see A real fly cutie You look good to me You look good to me That ass is fat Oh Lord, yeah You yeah, oh, look good Oh yeah Everytime I walk by I wanna look in your eye And you look so fly Oh yeah When I walk through the club what do I see A real fly cutie lookin at me I wanna |
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(alternate version of Party to the Break-A-Day off the Weekend Warrior LP)
(Verse 1: Biz Markie) Hey, how you're doin, it's me The unforgettable incredible B -i-z M-a-r-k-i with the e I got more rhymes than Muhammad Ali The way I get down you'll say "Damn, the B-i-z always makes my day" My style is untangible when you hear Cause the brother on the mic is most debonnaire On the DJ tip I'm like savoir-faire Cause you can probably find me anywhere I'm the best from the west, I'm the beast from the east I am old school like a permanent crease Like Scooby-Doo or a Chuckie doll You better grab a Snickers cause you gonna be here for a while For all the new schoolers, relax and chill As the Diabolical just tell ya the deal (Chorus) Come party With the Biz Markie And ain't no party Without Biz Markie (Verse 2: Biz Markie) Now let me tell you how I started in '92 When I was deejayin in Jersey in Howard Hughes I did homecomings from UVa to James Madison I did the Tunnel with Flex and caught L in Patterson Now I graduated with DJ Love From ( ? ) Virginia, NC and the Q Club People looked at me and said, "Why you deejayin? I like Just a Friend and your rhyme-sayin" So the transition from rapper to DJ wasn't smooth But I still pursued cause I had somethin to prove July 4th and Labor Day in Virginia was hot Cause Biggie Smalls and Teddy Riley was in the spot From the relays to all the Greek picnics And all the football ( ? ) and Atlanta Freakniks To all the girls in g strings and thongs If you're with me, just sing along (Chorus) (Verse 3: Biz Markie) I got so much on my mind like my name was Chuck D That when it comes to deejayin I'm a Public Enemy I rock all colors, races and ages When the crowds see me go crazy they think I'm outrageous I rocked Sinbad, Essence and the Grammy's All Magic Johnson joints, even in Miami First Fridays from Philly to the Lou ( ? ) and Alex know what I can do Chicago with Corey, Detroit with D. Archer New York with Gator, Lenny Smith and Lenny the Barber I rocked all the joints for Eddie Murphy and ( ? ) Still get down and dirty in Newark, Elizabeth Rock ( ? ) Orlando Even go across seas to London and Tokyo I rocked weddings from Toni Braxton to Boyz II Men's Shawn And this is what they say on and on (Chorus) |
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