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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Timbaland
Timbaland
Performer
Magoo
Magoo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Composer
Rod Temperton
Rod Temperton
Composer
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Magoo
Magoo
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
[Verse 2]
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 **** in butt
I'm Black with Indian, my race should be mutt
I cut with razor blades, play spades with Aunt Venus
Evaluate this rap, take heed of] fucking genius
Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye
Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fucking die
Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy Flow
You thought I had eight but I got ten more
Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street
I stink like Pop's feet, make sweat with no heat
[Verse 3]
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 door
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 4]
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
Give it to me daddy and
Yup, yup like Teddy
Teddy, ready with the one two checker
No Diggity, Missy be the bedroom wrecka
Double-decker, make you wanna beat your pecker
And then leave your bitch 'cause this be better
[Verse 5]
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
[Verse 6]
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
(Give it up)
We gon' show you how we party
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
[Verse 7]
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 fucking 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
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 your release
[Verse 8]
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 T.V.
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 freaking smile at me
This is a stick-up so give up your wallet, please
[Verse 9]
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, 'fore they get slapped up
Pack up and go tell mommy that I backed up you
You, you, you, you, you, and your whole crew
What, what ya, what ya whatcha gon' do?
What, what ya gon' do
To me? The M-I-double-S-Y E
Wanna battle me? It's gonna be some tragedies
[Verse 10]
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
[Verse 11]
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
(Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me)
[Verse 12]
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
Give it up
We gon' show you how we party
Written by: Missy Elliott, Rod Temperton, Timothy Mosley

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