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Timbaland & Magoo - "Cop That Shit (Mousse T Main Mix)"
Lyrics to Cop That Shit (Mousse T Main Mix) : (feat. Inaya Day, Missy Elliott) [Missy (Timbaland)] (Oh, huh) We are the V-A players Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse (huh, huh) To ya bootleggers we breakin off both of ya legs, whoo The underrated Maganoo comin with the unexpected, yeah The run away slave, I, Misdemeanor Escapin from all ya fraudulent players, huh Last but not least the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley (Im gon do it for ya), come on [Timbaland] Its been a long time, time, I shouldnt have left you, aha Without some little nieces and nephews To cover all the beats and the rhymes I been through Times up, up, sorry I left you, whoo Thinkin of this, I keep repeatin them hits Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake and Missy Elliott shit, shit As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tune As you hear it pump up the volume Jump when you hear them speakers, let it off, off, whoo Mr. V-A bout to set it off, off Well I dont know what ya heard and I dont know what ya know But my folks done 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 its the big bad Timmy, Maganoo and Missy Like three the hard way comin straight outta Virginia like [Missy] DJs in the mix shows you better go to the record store and Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers lovin the bootlegs, we breakin off both of ya legs Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) Stop dubbin CDs for ya friend and Im a say it again nucca Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) Cause this the hottest shit out on the street, so when you hear this CD go and Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) [Inaya Day] (Timbaland) (Oh) DJs play my joint out loud Get their ears bangin, makin em shout (aha) Said it once, Ill say it again Cop that disc is ready to spin [Missy] Cop that shit, oh Lord When you say you love me it doesnt matter It goes into my head as just chit chatter You may think Im egotistical or just very free What ya say, I go tell it to Timothy, and People say Im whack but they dont tell me so Let them pretend to be me then they know I hate when one pretend to fantasize Fact I despise those who even try Sweat between my thighs *sniff* never stinking Your dream is over, career sinking I told all of you like I told all of them What ya say to me be dick to ya chin In one ear and right out the other Ay yo Missy you ugly, yeah your mother I dont pay attention, I dont concentrate You aint got the bait that it takes to hook this, huh [Missy] DJs in the mix shows you better go to the record store and Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers lovin the bootlegs, we breakin off both of ya legs Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) Stop dubbin CDs for ya friend and Im a say it again nucca Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) Cause this the hottest shit out on the street, so when you hear this CD go and Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) [Magoo (Timbaland)] Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno (oh) Im not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Fat Joe (whoo) And understand I got the gift of speech And its a blessing, being from them V-A streets (aha) I talk sense condensed in the form of a poem If I wasnt writing rhymes Id be breaking in homes (whoo) Im kinda young (oh), so my guns my security Im not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me (come on) I get paid when your record is played To put it short (to put it short), huh, I got it made Im talented, yes, Im gifted (oh) My uppercut boy thatll get you lifted (whoo) You got cash, mand stop frontin Livin off a damn every record that you cuttin (whoo) My name Magoo and I roll with two stars (stars) Every CD we split forty-eight bars (bars) My name Magoo and Im a super duper star (star) Every other month I get a brand new car (whoo, come on) [Missy] DJs in the mix shows you better go to the record store and Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers lovin the bootlegs, we breakin off both of ya legs Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) Stop dubbin CDs for ya friend and Im a say it again nucca Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) Cause this the hottest shit out on the street, so when you hear this CD go and Cop that shit! (Oh Lord) [Inaya Day (Missy)] Yeah, DJs in the mix shows you better go to the record store and (Cop that shit, Oh Lord) And to the bootleggers lovin the bootlegs, we breakin off both of ya legs (Cop that shit, Oh Lord) Stop dubbin CDs for ya friend and Im a say it again nucca (Cop that shit, Oh Lord) Cause this the hottest shit out on the street, so when you hear this CD go and (Cop that shit, Oh Lord) [ Cop That Shit (Mousse T Main Mix) Lyrics ]
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