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[Intro: Elliott]
We are the VA
to the Neptunes and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya
The underrated Maganoo, comin' with the
The run away I, Mistameanor
Escaping from all ya players
Last but not least, the champion, Mr. Mosley

[Verse 1:
It's been a time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some nieces and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been
Time's up, I left you
of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the tone
As you it, pump up the volume
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
Well my folks don' me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the work (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red
'Cause the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Elliott]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the store and
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP 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)

2: Missy Elliott]
When you say you love me, it matter
It goes into my head as 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 don't tell me so
Let them to be me, then they know
I hate when one, to fantasize
Fact I despise, those who try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never
Yo dream is over, sinking
I told all of you, I told all of them
say to me be, DICK 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 Puerto Rican but I do up to Vagil
And understand I got the gift of
And it's a blessing, being from VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a
If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in
I'm young, so my gun's my security
I'm not nucca do what you gon do to me
I get when your 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 Magoo and I roll wit two stars
Every CD we split 48
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa
Every other I get a brand new car!