[Intro: Elliott] We are the VA to the Neptunes and the Clipse To ya bootleggers we off both of ya legs The Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected The run away I, Mistameanor Escaping from all ya players Last but not least, the champion, Mr. Mosley
1: Timbaland] It's been a long time, I shouldn't have you Without some little and nephews To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I through Time's up, sorry I you Thinking of this, I keep repeating hits that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit) As you sit by the radio, on the dial tone As you hear it, pump up the Jump when you hear speakers left it off (Off) Mr. VA to set it off Well I don't know you heard, and I don't know what ya know my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh) So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record (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: Elliott] DJ's in the mix you better go to the record store and COP SHIT! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers giving em We breaking off both of ya legs, COP SHIT! (Oh Lord) Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and say it again, nucca COP SHIT! (Oh Lord) 'Cause this the hot shit, out on the So you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
2: Missy Elliott] When you say you love me, it doesn't It goes into my head as just You may I'm egotistical or just very free say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY! People say I'm whack, but don't tell me so Let them pretend to be me, then they I hate when one, pretend to Fact I despise, those who try Sweat my thighs {*sniff*} never stinking Yo dream is over, sinking I told all of you, I told all of them Whatcha say to me be, TO YA CHIN! In one ear and out the other "Ayyio Missy you ugly!" ya mother I don't pay attention, I concentrate You ain't got the bait, that it takes to 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 form of a If I writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes I'm kinda young, so my my security I'm not nucca do what 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 record that you cutting My name and I roll wit two stars Every CD we 48 bars My name Magoo and I'm a star Every month I get a brand new car!