cop that shit

• timbaland ve magoo isimli zenci arkadaşların, missy elliott ile beraber söyledikleri çok eğlenceli bir şarkıdır.
  timbaland'ın aaliyah ile beraber söylediği try again şarkısında söylediği
  "it's been a long time
  i shoudn't left you"
  vokallerinin aslını bu şarkıda dinleyebilirsiniz.
• 5 yıl gecikmeyle keşfettiğim klasik bir timbaland şarkısı. sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun:
  
  [intro: missy elliott]
  we are the va players
  love to the neptunes and the clipse
  to ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs
  the underrated maganoo, comin' with the unexpected
  the run away slave i, mistameanor
  escaping from all ya fraudulent players
  last but not least, the heavyweight champion, mr. mosley
  
  [verse 1: timbaland]
  it's been a long time, i shouldn't have left you
  without some little nieces and nephews
  to cover all the beats, and the rhymes i been through
  time's up, sorry i left you
  thinking of this, i keep repeating them hits
  like that aaliyah, timberlake, or missy elliott shit (shit)
  as you sit by the radio, hands on the dial tone
  as you hear it, pump up the volume
  jump when you hear them speakers left it off (off)
  mr. va 'bout to set it off
  well i don't know what you heard, and i don't know what ya know
  well my folks don' 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 it's the big bad timmy, maganoo, and missy
  like three the hard way!, comin' straight out of virginia
  
  [chorus: missy elliott]
  dj's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
  cop that shit! (oh lord)
  and to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
  we breaking off both of ya legs, cop that shit! (oh lord)
  stop burnin' cd's for ya friend and i'ma say it again, nucca
  cop that shit! (oh lord)
  'cause this the hot shit, out on the streets
  so when you hear this cd go and cop that shit! (oh lord)
  
  [verse 2: missy elliott]
  when you say you love me, it doesn't matter
  it goes into my head as just chit-chatter
  you may think i'm egotistical or just very free
  won'tcha say i go tell it to, timothy!
  people say i'm whack, but they don't 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
  yo dream is over, career sinking
  i told all of you, like i told all of them
  whatcha say to me be, dick to ya chin!
  in one ear and right out the other
  "ayyio missy you ugly!" yeah ya mother
  i don't pay attention, i don't concentrate
  you ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh
  
  [chorus]
  
  [verse 3: magoo]
  i'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
  i'm not a puerto rican but i do look up to vagil
  and understand i got the gift of speech
  and it's a blessing, being from them va streets
  i talk sense condensed in the form of a poem
  if i wasn't writing rhymes i'd be breaking in homes
  i'm kinda young, so my gun's my security
  i'm not afraid nucca do what you gon do to me
  i get paid when your record is played
  to put it short, heh i got it made
  i'm talented, yes i'm gifted
  my uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted
  you got cash? man stop frontin
  living off damn every record that you cutting
  my name magoo and i roll wit two stars
  every cd we split 48 bars
  my name magoo and i'm a supadupa star
  every other month i get a brand new car!
  
  [chorus]