[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 
Chorus: magoo 
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) 
[timbaland] 
Now gimme that... 
And run with the... (ahh) 
Party people are you ready for tim and maganoo 
As we come, rum & coke, won't you kick a verse too 
[magoo] 
Yo i'm bout to get it started like i'm hammer then i farted 
You retarded if you thinkin brandy really broken hearted 
I departed doin dirt, lookin up your girl's skirt 
Keep it steve martin style, bustin loose like jerk 
I get up like -town, gimme don't say no more 
Got them scars on my face cause my health be poor 
You milli vanilli, i'm kurtis blow like eighty-fo' 
No i don't want your girl she be suckin my big toe 
You get death like row, i take a beanie then i jet 
Peace to tupac, cause he was dope as it get 
Twisted but you ain't keith sweat and shit got hot 
Make a block then make a circle then i rock that spot 
The rappin don, i make a dyke go straight 
If you think i'm cute, then you up too late 
Make no mistake, i'm a question with no answer 
Riddle me like the joker get burnt like jojo dancer 
Chorus 2x 
(hey's and ahh's continue for a bit without magoo) 
Chorus 1/2