Story Behind the Song 
I wrote this on Cakewalk over a span of about a month.  Then I recorded it in a profesional studio for four hours.
Lyrics 
Introduction
 —Yo 
 After you hear this, you’ll be like—Woah
 Bizzy Biz Ya’ll; Bizzy Biz—Ya’ll
 This is where it starts.  Here we—Go.
 
 Hook
 When I first saw you and before I met you
 I loved you.
 I was so happy-go-lucky because you
 Loved me too.
 I know that you know that when I’m not with you
 I’d miss you.
 And when you’re with me I’d hold you and
 I’d kiss you.
 
 Verse I
 So when I ring you
 Home alone sittin’ by the phone
 Want me to sing you
 My coo’ new song?
 We can go on a ride
 For the very first time.
 That’s where I’m gonna bring you
 To subside.
 What wheels shall we take—
 Hum-V, just you and me
 With the sweet bizzy hot
 Vanity lisence plate?
 Beema’, Bently,
 Rolls Limo?
 Blastin’ 
 The stereo!
 Now we can go home together,
 I’ll put on my romance show—
 Get you relaxed as a feather;
 Kiss you from head to toe.
 I work my flow like a mo’
 Like all ya’ll know.
 Classic scenario—
 How low can you go—
 Nice n’ slow?
 
 Hook 2x
 
 Verse II
 Now all a’ ya’ll just bounce, bounce
 ‘Till we get a count down.
 How many of ya’ll out?
 All the rest, hio-hop, shout.
 Hold up one second, yo.
 T-t-t-t-t time out.
 What the hell you talkin’ ‘bout?
 What is it about now?
 What is it about today?
 How ya play, how ya sway, never sayin’, ‘No way.’
 All us just look at them shakin’ their butts,
 An’ how we say we like that stuff.  Hurray!  
 Hey, what a wonderful day!
 When it gets dark, party animals get bizzay!
 Bizzay—that’s my name—No way—Get fame—It’s game.
 When you don’t, no shame—Whose to blame; yourself I say.
 Go ahead with your zealousness and your fellases.
 Work your stuff; show your luv.  Others feelin’ jealousness.
 Life’s a partay.  Hotties, work your body.  An’ all the rest get naugh-tay.
 
 Hook 2x
 
 Bridge
 Now when I arrive
 The party starts.
 I walk in on my beat
 That hit the toppa’ the charts.
 Who’s Bizzy Biz?
 Nobody knows who he is.
 You’ll get a taste of bein’ amazed.
 To know I’m still a kid.
 (You see) It’s like a fantasy for me,
 An’ ain’t easy
 Tryin’ to make it big
 From “D” “C”zy.
 Peeps dream to see me.
 Others wanna be me.
 That’s how it goes.
 That’s why they call me
 Beezy for shezzy my neezy.
 
 Hook 4x
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