Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pickin' Boogers (Best Of), artist - Biz Markie. Album song Biz's Baddest Beats: The Best of Biz Markie, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.08.1994
Record label: Cold Chillin', Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Pickin' Boogers (Best Of) |
Now this may sound disgusting and like very gross |
But it’s sure to have you trippin', so yo, listen close |
It’s not bright as the sun or sweet like sugar |
But it’s rather on the bug tip and it’s called Pickin' Boogers |
Now what I’m MCin' might not seem kosher to you |
But it’s still somethin' we all have to do |
So go up your nose with a finger or two |
And pull out one or a crusty crew |
Yo, don’t try to front like it’s so gloomy and gray |
'Cause we all pick our boogers some time every day |
Whether out in the open or on a sneak tip |
With a finger, tissue, or even a Q-Tip |
Take it from the Biz Markie because I’m jokin' |
And also, remember this slogan |
«Hey, ma, what’s for dinner? |
Go up your nose and pick a winner» |
Pickin' Boogers (4x) |
Let me tell you what happened on the train, man |
I was coolin' one day with my partner Kane |
Headed up to the Rooftop, ridin' the D train |
When the man sittin' next to me was so profane |
He’d stick his finger up his nose, then do a drain |
(You should 'a moved) |
I was just about, but all of a sudden, homeboy just pulled out |
A big green slimy — nah, I’m not neven gonna say it |
But it weighed a good pound if you tried to weigh it |
He sat there for a while with it in his hand |
So I tried to play cool and like ignore the man |
So I laid my head back to catch a quick a nap |
All of a sudden he plucked it dead in my lap |
Now Kane sat there laughing like it was all a joke |
But a brother like Biz Markie had almost choked |
So I dug up my nose and pulled out about five |
And plucked every last one of them dead in his eye |
Then the man jumped up and said «What's wrong with you?» |
And wiped them off his face and said «I can’t mess with you!» |
Like if I did something that was so full of shame |
But yo, you got to know the name of the game |
Hmmm… |
Now let me take a trip down memory lane |
Back in public school with my partner Kane |
When I was class clown, and he was my brother |
Sittin' at the desk pluckin' boogers at each other |
Never doin' work as we was supposed |
'Cause we was too busy diggin' up our nose |
And in the lunchroom you would talk about rude |
God forbid the person that’d leave his food |
No matter who you are we didn’t give a damn |
We even put teachers down with the program |
Whether if it was a woman or if you a man |
We put boogers on our fingers then shake ya hand |
Catch anyone from anywhere |
But the best fun about it catchin' Kane out there |
Especially when we playin' ball in the gym |
I put boogers on the basketball and pass it to him |
Now we’re grown up and things have changed |
But we still be playin' the pickin' boogers game |
Just last night, when Kane was gettin' ready |
I slipped a little green one inside his spaghetti |
Let me tell you what happened to me with this girl… |
One night at Latin Quarters I was standin' at ease |
I saw this gorgeous young lady that I wanted to skeez |
I didn’t show enough that I really did want it |
So, no half steppin', I pushed up on it |
Pulled out the gold cable and I knocked her with phat |
Had a spotlight beamin' on my Biz Marck hat |
But when she stepped in the light and she got real close |
I saw a tiny weeny booger on the tip of her nose |
She was dressed real def and her body was hooked |
But that dried up booger just ruined her look |
I wanted to tell her about it but I couldn’t be bold |
So I played if off and said «that's a cute green mole» |
I was hopin' from that she would wipe it away |
But she didn’t do nothin' I guess she wanted it to stay |
I said before you get my number, I don’t mean to diss you |
But write it in your hand because you’re gonna need the tissue |