[Verse 1: Timbaland]
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little nieces and nephews

To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits

Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott %#@! (%#@!)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the volume

Jump when you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
Mr. VA 'bout to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya know

Well my folks don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red alert

'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia


[Verse 3: Magoo]
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Vagil

And understand I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessing, being from them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem

If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my security
I'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me

I get paid when your record is played
To put it short, heh I got it made
I'm talented, yes I'm gifted

My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop frontin
Living off damn every record that you cutting

My name Magoo and I roll wit two stars
Every CD we split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star

Every other month I get a brand new car!

[Chorus]

DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT !#@(! (Oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs

We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT !#@(! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP THAT !#@(! (Oh Lord)

'Cause this the hot %#@!, out on the streets
So when you hear this CD go and COP THAT !#@(! (Oh Lord)...