Biz: <Fonkee! Ready? Fonkee! Fonkee! Ahhh... One two, one two We came here to just motherfucking do You and a crew Got my man Marley Marl in the house Can’t forget my man, Lik, y’all in the house Got Fric and Frac in the house Hey-hey-hey, you got Big Daddy Kane in the house Juice Crew in the house That’s right And my name is the Biz Markie And we gonna rock a little something like this...>
One, two, whatcha gonna do? I say yes, yes y’all To the beat, all Party-having people guaranteed to be like having a ball H-h-h-hey We gonna do a little something like this I say...
I’m the rap promoter I start to motor Tour from New York to South Dakota Drink ginger ale or root beer soda Never get the girls with the underarm order Put me on water, I’m a good floater When I run for prez, you best be a voter Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda I watch Star Wars just to see Yoda Or R2-D2 driving down the BQ When I buy franks, I make sure they’re Hebrew When I entertain, and love to treat you Love to see a girl in a nice tight see-through Take her to the crib, turn on the Beta Watch a good flick by Arnold Schwartzenegger Maybe Commando or the Terminator Peace party people, ha ha see you later! Big Daddy, huh huh, my man my mellow Get on the mic cause you know you eat Jell-O
Kane: Check it out, y’all You don’t stop Keep on Well it’s the Kane in the flesh Of course I’m fresh Oh you thought that I was rotten? Huh, I beg your pardon To me getting paid and getting busy fall together So a man of my ambiance...never! Could I be weak, why I’m rather unique I got style, flavor, grace, and plus a different technique
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