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[Intro: Elliott]
We are the VA
Love to the Neptunes and the
To ya bootleggers we breaking off of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, with the unexpected
The run slave 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 repeating them
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the
Jump when you hear them left it off (Off)
Mr. VA to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya
Well my don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record (Uh huh)
And put me on you red alert
it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' out of Virginia

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

[Verse 2: Elliott]
When you say you me, it doesn't matter
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!
say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
Let them pretend to be me, they know
I hate when one, to fantasize
I despise, those who even try
Sweat between my {*sniff*} never stinking
Yo is over, career sinking
I all of you, like I told all of them
Whatcha say to me be, TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and out the other
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya
I don't pay attention, I concentrate
You ain't got the bait, it takes to hook this, huh

[Verse 3:
I'm idol, the highest title, numero 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 them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a
If I wasn't writing I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my
I'm not afraid nucca do you gon do to me
I get paid when your record is
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
Living off every record that you cutting
My name Magoo and I wit two stars
Every CD we 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa
Every month I get a brand new car!