Well I'm the king of Boggle
There is none higher
I get eleven points
Off the word 'quagmire'
Fools can't see me
That's how it is
And that's how I like it
And that's my biz

Well I'm the king of Boggle
There is none higher
I get eleven points
Off the word 'quagmire'
Fools can't see me
That's how it is
And that's how I like it
And that's my biz
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beating down
On my baseball hat
The air is getting hot
The beer is getting flat
Looking for a girl
I ran into a guy
His name was MCA
I said, "Howdy," he said, "Hi."
Well!
Back to the back to the beat
Y'all!
Down with the sound so sweet
Y'all!
Just how fresh can you get
Y'all!
Those that are blessed say yes
Y'all!