Up Jumps Da' Boogie (Remix)-Timbaland/Magoo

(Aaliyah) Keep it up We gon' show you how we party (Timbaland) Up jumps the boogie (repeat 3X) (repeat 4X) (Verse 1 - Magoo) I feel for all beats like girls jump for dicks Don't sult the next man, keep that Lindbergh shit Up in the cut, like gay niggas and butt I'm black with Indian, my race should be mutt I cut wit razorblades, play spades wit Aunt Venus Evaluate this rap, take heed a F****n genius Up in tha sky, up high, don't puff lie Do you smoke crack Sam, prepare to F****n die Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy Flow You thought I had eight, but I got ten mo' Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street I stink like Pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat (Verse 2 - Timbaland) I'm up on this track like Pam Grier in movies I heats up the beat like water in a jacuzzi I fly to L.A. then come back to Virginia Then call Maganoo to see if he's got some indo Then back to the crib to pick up my brother, G G don't forget to bring the house keys Hops in at eight five-o now here we go Please, please brother don't slam my car doe It costs too much money to get that s**t fixed I need all my money to pay my bills with Don't have no time, for the shuckin and jivin Peep my rhyme, cause that shit's off timin (Verse 3 - Missy) I'm in the Marriott, the place to get got After I smoke pot, he sticks me like shots Funky like farts, connect tongues like dots Lick his lollipop, this kid named Scott Me my hot self, my self be so hot Touch my hot spot, I scream till I can't stop Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (What, what?) Give it to me daddy and Uhhhhhhhhhhhh (What, what?) Yup, yup like Teddy Teddy, ready with tha one two checka No diggity, Missy be tha bedroom wrecka Double decka, make you wanna beat yo pecker And then leave yo bitch, 'cause this uhhhh! be betta (Chorus - All) Keep it up Up jumps the boogie, the boogie jumps the beat Up jumps the boogie, the boogie jumps the beat (repeat 3X) Keep it up (Aaliyah) We gon' show you how we party (repeat 2X) (Verse 4 - Magoo) Prepare to get wet like Jheri curl juice You tight like virgin pussy, my rap get you loose I bump like acne, take honey from a bee My style is like a safe, without the F****n key I come cause I'm a nut, don't bleed when I'm cut No fan of Madonna, she just a damn slut So sit you damn dog, and bow to my shit Nitwit you stupid, I'm butter don't need grits Make fits like seizure, lick clit to please ya I book then read ya, follow the leader Like Jews and Chinese, I own your rap lease The 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 witness Up jumps da boogie, da boogie jumps the beat Brother, brother please, turn on the TV See a black man dead from a white man's powder See a white man scared from a black man's power Back to reality, please don't freakin smile at me This is a stick up, so give up yo wallet please (Verse 6 - Missy) I'm tha best And that's B and that's capital I hang low like testicles MC's wanna copy these many flows, ho's betta back up Fore they get slapped up, back up and go tell mommy that I backed up you, you you you you and yo whole crew What whatcha whatcha gone do Uhhhhhhhh what whatcha gone do, to me The M-I-double S-Y-E Run it back to me It's gonna be some tragedy (Chorus - All) (repeat until fade)