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- Verse 1: [Magoo]I fiend for all beats, like girls jump for dicks
- Don't salt the next man, keep that Lindbergh s***Up in the cut, like gay n*****, in buttI'm black wit Indian, my race should be mutt
- I cut with razor blades, play spades with Aunt VenusEvaluate this rap, take heed a f******* geniusUp in the sky, up high, don't puff lye
- Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to f****** dieF*** Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy FlowYou thought I had eight, but I got ten mo'
- Off beat and on beat, old school like beat streetI stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit' no heat
- Verse 2: [Timbaland]I'm up on this track, like Pam Grier in moviesI heats up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi
- I fly to L-A, then come back to VirginiaThen call, Maganoo, to see if he's got some IndoThen back to the crib to pick up my brother, "G"
- G don't forget, to bring the house keysHops in the eight, five-oh now here we goPlease, please, brother don't slam my car do'
- It costs too much money to get that s*** fixedI need all my money to pay my bills withDon't have no time, for the shuckin' and jivin'
- Peep my rhyme, cause that, s**** off-timin'Verse 3: [Missy]
- I'm in the Marriott, the place to get gotAfter I smoke pot, he sticks me like shotsFunky like farts, connect tongues like dots
- Lick his lollipop, this kid named ScottMe my hot self, myself be so hotTouch my hot spot, I scream 'til I can't stop
- Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (what, what?)Give it to me daddy andUhhhhhhhhhhhh (what, what?)
- Yup, yup like TeddyTeddy, ready with the one, two checkaNo diggity, Missy be the bedroom wrecka
- Double decka, make you wanna beat your peckaAnd then leave your b****, cause this "uhhh!" be betta
- Chorus:(Give it up!)Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
- Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps meUp jumps da boogie, boogie jumps meUp jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
- (Give it up! we gon' show, you how we party)Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps meUp jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me
- (Give it up! we gon show, you how we party)Verse 4: [Magoo]
- Prepare to get wet, like jheri curl juiceYou tight like virgin p****, my rap get you looseI bump like ac-ne, take honey from a bee
- My style is like a safe, without the f****** keyI c** 'cause I'm a nut, don't bleed when I'm cutNo fan of Madonna, she just a damn slut
- So sit, you damn dog, and bow to my s***Nit-wit you stupid, I'm butter don't need gritsMake fits like seizure, lick c*** to please ya
- I book then read ya, follow the leadaLike Jews and Chinese, I own your rap leaseThe wackness must cease, prepare for yo release
- Verse 5: [Timbaland]I'm up in these labels tryin' to, handle my business
- Been makin' more beats before, Jehovah had witnessUp jumps da boogie, boogie jumps meBrother brother, please, turn on the TV
- See a black man dead, from a white mans powderSee a white man scared, from a black mans powerBack to reality, please don't freakin' smile at me
- This is a stick-up, so give up yo wallet pleaseVerse 6: Missy
- I'm the best, and thats "B", and thats capitalI hang low like testicles, emcees wanna copy these many flowsHoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up
- Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up youYou, you, you, and your whole crewWhat, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh, what whatcha gon' do
- To me, the M-I-double S-Y-EWanna battle me, its gonna be some tragedy
- [Chorus]
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