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[Intro: Missy
We are the VA
Love to the Neptunes and the
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya
The underrated Maganoo, comin' the unexpected
The run away I, Mistameanor
Escaping from all ya fraudulent
but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley

[Verse 1:
It's a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without little nieces and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the I been through
Time's up, I left you
Thinking of this, I keep them hits
Like Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, on the dial tone
As you hear it, up the volume
Jump when you hear them let it off (Off)
Mr. VA to set it off
Well I know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know
Well my folks told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the work (Uh huh)
And put me on you red alert
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and
Like THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Elliot]
in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers the bootleg
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop CD's from a friend and I'ma say it again, nigga
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
'Cause the hottest shit, out on the streets
So when you hear this CD go and COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)

[Verse 2: Elliot]
When you say you love me, it doesn't
It goes my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm or just very free
Won'tcha say I go it to, TIMOTHY!
People say I'm whack, but they tell me so
Let them to be me, then they know
I hate when one, pretend to
Fact I despise, who even try
between my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking
Yo dream is over, sinking
I told all of you, like I all of them
Whatcha say to me be, TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the
"Ayyio you ugly!" yeah ya mother
I pay attention, I don't concentrate
You ain't got the bait, 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 Fat Joe
And understand I got the gift of
And it's a blessing, from them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a
If I wasn't rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my my security
I'm not afraid nigga do you gon do to me
I get paid when record is played
To put it short, heh I got it
I'm talented, yes I'm
My uppercut boy get ya lifted
You got cash? man frontin
Living off damn every record you cutting
My name Magoo and I roll wit two
Every CD we 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a star
Every other month I get a new car!