[Magoo]
See, them other crews could not figure me
It`s the Mag and double-ooh, got that fat CD
Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt Philly
Fake MC`s getting assed like they eatin chili
Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly
Maybe I`m Nicole Brown, cause you really kill me
Got away with hittin me, but you ain`t O.J.
I`m bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay
When I bumble watch your back cause I sting like bee
This ain`t the Wild Wild West and you ain`t Kool Moe Dee
Watch a movie now you think that you really Joe Pesci
You don`t want beef with me, like a diaper I`m messy
[Timbaland]
I`m that laid back brother they call Timbaland
I drive a 850 sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van
You can catch me standin in my b-boy stance
Or catch me at home watchin Who`s the Man?
They call robber, cause I pack much heat
Don`t call me now, because they dig the way I speaks
I`m like a genie, because I`ve been trapped in a bottle
I`ve got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado
Come follow, a mad brother where`ll there be no sun
no sun tomorrow, you be sayin, when can we meet? Uhh uhh
My offices hours are nine to five
Ain`t that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right... right
[Magoo]
1 - When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah
They`ll be dancin, through the night
Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!)
Da-da-da, da, da (AHH!)
Da-da-da, da, da (HEY!)
Da da daahhhhhh! (AHH!)
(Repeat with hey`s and ahh`s added in regularly throughout)