Me And The Biz - Master Ace

featuring BizMarkie 

[Master Ace] 
Awww yeah! Uh  uh huh 
One two  microphone check one two 
Microphone check one two  mircophone check one two 
Tell you what I'm gonna do 

On and on and on is how the beat goes 
So sell the British Walkers and cut the afros 
And dance till the feeling is gone in your toes 
I wear shorts in the summer  Timberlands when it snows 
Sometimes I like to chill  sometimes I like to mingle 
Sometimes I get the fever for the flavor of a single 
Sexy young slimmy, but not too young, though 
That's because Jimmy might end up on death row 
Now this here jam is like a special kind of song 
It's not too short, but then again it's not too long 
I brought someone with me, someone you might know 
He's bound to wreck your body from the tip of your toe 
All the way up to your last hair folicle 

[Biz Markie] 
Hey hey hey, it's me the diabolical 
Yes, y'all and, it's time for me to fall in 
To a funky beat to make you have a ball and 
Jump, make you move your rump on the floor and like pump 
C'mon don't be a chump, I see four and maybe five 
Live party people but the rest did not survive 
(Why?) They had a cardiac arrest 
Now rocking microphones is something I do daily and 
Making people dance like if I was Albert Alien 
People just love it when the Biz starts to play 
With my (beatboxing), and by the way 
Skeezing with a girl is something I get tricky 
And I'm the sneaky type to like slip a girl a Mickey 
And I live the type of life that's far from affordable 
Standing on the corner calling cuties on the portable 
Me and Master Ace is FONKY (Word to Miz) 
Yo, who is it Ace? (It's me and the Biz) 

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