Up Jumps Da` Boogie Lyrics

Up Jumps Da` Boogie lyrics

featuring Missy  

  

 Give it up... we gon' show  you how we party  

 [Timbaland (whispering)] Up jumps da boogie (repeat 3X)  

 (repeat all 4X)  

  

 Verse One: Magoo  

  

 I fiend for all beats  like girls jump for dicks  

 Don't salt the next man  keep that Lindbergh shit  

 Up in the cut  like gay niggaz  in butt  

 I'm black wit indian  my race should be mutt  

 I cut with razor blades  play spades with Aunt Venus  

 E-valuate this rap, take heed a fuckin genius  

 Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye  

 Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin 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 Two: 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 the eight, five-oh now here we go  

 Please please, brother don't slam my car do'  

 It costs too much money to get that shit 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 Three: 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 til 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 the bedroom wrecka  

 Double decka, make you wanna beat your pecka  

 And then leave your bitch, cause this uhhh! be better  

  

 Chorus: everybody  

  

 Give it up!  

 Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X)  

 Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party  

 Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2X)  

 Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party  

  

 Verse Four: Magoo  

  

 Prepare to get wet, like Jheri Curl juice  

 You tight like virgin pussy, my rap get you loose  

 I bump like ac-ne, take honey from a bee  

 My style is like a safe, without da fuckin key  

 I cum 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  

 Nit-wit you stupid, I'm butter don't need grits  

 Make fits like seizure, lick clit to please ya  

 I book then read ya, follow da leader  

 Like Jews and Chinese, I own your rap lease  

 The wackness must cease, prepare for yo' release  

  

 Verse Five: Timbaland  

  

 I'm up in these labels tryin to, handle my business  

 Been makin more beats before, Jehovah had witness  

 Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me  

 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 Six: Missy  

  

 I'm the best, and that's B, and that's capital  

 I hang low like testicles, MC's wanna copy these many flows  

 Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up  

 Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up you  

 You you you, and your whole screw  

 What, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh, what whatcha gon' do  

 To me, the M-I-double S-Y-E  

 Wanna battle me, it's gonna be some tragedy  

  

 Chorus: everybody  

  

 Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party  

 Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X)  

 (repeat all 2X)  

  

 Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party  

 (repeat to fade