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 [Intro: Missy Elliott]
 We are the VA players
 Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse
 To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs
 The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected
 The run away slave I, Mistameanor
 Escaping from all ya fraudulent players
 Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr.
 Mosley
 
 [Verse 1: Timbaland]
 It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
 Without some little nieces and nephews
 To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
 Time's up, sorry I left you
 Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
 Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit
 (Shit)
 As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
 As you hear it, pump up the volume
 Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
 Mr. VA 'bout to set it off
 Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know
 what ya know
 Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
 So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh
 huh)
 And put me on like you red alert
 'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
 Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of
 Virginia
 
 [Chorus: Missy Elliott]
 DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record
 store and
 COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
 And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
 We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh
 Lord)
 Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again,
 nucca
 COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
 'Cause this the hot shit, out on the streets
 So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh
 Lord)
 
 [Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
 When you say you love me, it doesn't matter
 It goes into my head as just chit-chatter
 You may think I'm egotistical or just very free
 Won'tcha say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY!
 People say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
 Let them pretend to be me, then they know
 I hate when one, pretend to fantasize
 Fact I despise, those who even try
 Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking
 Yo dream is over, career sinking
 I told all of you, like I told all of them
 Whatcha say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN!
 In one ear and right out the other
 "Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother
 I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate
 You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this,
 huh
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Verse 3: Magoo]
 I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
 I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil
 And understand I got the gift of speech
 And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets
 I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem
 If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
 I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security
 I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me
 I get paid when your record is played
 To put it short, heh I got it made
 I'm talented, yes I'm gifted
 My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted
 You got cash? man stop frontin
 Living off damn every record that you cutting
 My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars
 Every CD we split 48 bars
 My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
 Every other month I get a brand new car!
 
 [Chorus] 
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