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[Intro: Missy
We are the VA
to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, with the unexpected
The run away slave I,
Escaping all ya fraudulent players
but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley

[Verse 1:
It's a long time, I shouldn't have left you
some little nieces and nephews
To all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, on the dial tone
As you hear it, up the volume
Jump when you hear speakers left it off (Off)
Mr. VA to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know ya know
Well my don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' out of Virginia

[Chorus: Missy
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the store and
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers giving em
We off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again,
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
this the hot shit, out on the streets
So when you hear this CD go and COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)

2: Missy Elliott]
When you say you love me, it matter
It goes my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or just very
Won'tcha say I go it to, TIMOTHY!
say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
Let them to be me, then they know
I hate when one, pretend to
Fact I despise, those who try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never
Yo dream is over, career
I told all of you, I told all of them
Whatcha say to me be, TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya
I don't pay attention, I concentrate
You got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh

[Verse 3:
I'm your idol, the highest title, uno
I'm not a Rican but I do look up to Vagil
And I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessing, being from them VA
I talk sense condensed in the of a poem
If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my
I'm not afraid do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your is played
To put it short, heh I got it
I'm talented, yes I'm
My boy that'll get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop
off damn every record that you cutting
My Magoo and I roll wit two stars
CD we split 48 bars
My Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
other month I get a brand new car!