Pickin Boogers Lyrics - Goin' Off - Biz Markie

Now this may sound disgusting and like very gross 

But it's sure to have your 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 emceein' 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 sometime every day 

Whether out in the open or on the 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 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

Let me tell you what happened to me on the train, man 

I was coolin' one day with my partner Kane 

Headed up to the Rooftop, ridin' the D train 

When this 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 never 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 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

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're 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 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

Pickin' boogers 

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 a knot that was phat 

Had a spotlight beamin' on my BizMarck 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 your gonna need the tissue