paroles de chanson Up Jumps da Boogie (remix) - Timbaland
Da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie
Like
dat
Up
Jumps
Da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie
Like
dat
Up
Jumps
Da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie
Like
dat
Up
Jumps
Da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie,
da
boogie
Like
dat
Up
Jumps
Mag
and
double-ooh
came
to
move
your
body
M-C
old
school
like
Lodi
Dodi
When
you
hear
Up
Jumps
Da
Boogie
Dance
till
you
can't
and
shake
your
cookie
People
to
the
left
like
Mag
to
def
People
to
the
right
need
to
clean
your
breath
Bigger
than
my
butt,
pulled
out
some
cheese
We
the
best
on
the
scene
since
the
three
degrees
Aachoo
sneeze
Cool
like
the
breeze
Me
and
Timbaland
two
Master
P's
I
hope
you
bout
it
Cause
I
been
bout
it
South
on
the
rise,
V-8
bout
it
bout
it
(uuuh)
Driven
in
my
'89
Mercury
Record
label
don't
you
try
to
carry
me
Got
some
of
that
project
in
me
Get
dem
flashback,
you
besta
all
flee
I'm
the
dope
producer
in
the
industry
I'm
tired
of
producers
bitin'
on
my
beats
Baby,
thats
cool,
I
ain't
got
no
beef
But
you
must
pay
me
producers
fee
I
am
the
man
with
the
ill
ass
sound
I
got
all
the
execs
saying
I
love
that
sound
Timbaland
was
next
on
the
agenda
A
house,
some
stocks,
three
zorts
for
the
winter
Don't
y'all
sappy
fools
get
mad
at
me
Because
I
became
a
millionaire
in
a
year
times
G
I
thank
god
for
blessing
me
I
give
all
my
thanks
to
the
all
mighty
Now
I'm
just
chillin
in
my
house
in
Rohb
beach
Now
it's
time
to
catch
a
plane
to
N-Y-C
This
is
the
remix
to
Up
Jumps
Da
Boogie
Boogie,
woogie,
woogie
Oogie,
oogie,
oogie
M-C's
mad
at
me
But
you
better
get
back
I'm
bout
to
ratta-tat-tat
Tiggy-tigga-tat
Lay
me
flat
on
my
back
In
fact,
I
interact
and
make
the
track
turn
phat
You
heard
that
Have
it,
give
it
to
me
daddy
Cut
it
like
confetti
I
know
y'all
said
mother
uuh
wasn't
ready
You
back
in
the
studio,
yeah
I
got
you
sweatin
Timbaland
my
man,
chica
my
man
Beep
beep
In
the
caravan,
there
go
my
man
Magoo,
what
you
got
plans
for
pullin
down
your
pants?
So
Magoo
know
dat,
why
you
trippin
like
dat?
Is
it
pissed
I
make
a
list,
of
those
who
diss
Who
try
to
be
me
cause
my
style
sickening
He-huh
Yeah
and
my
phone's
ringing
Bdadadrrrrrrrrrr.mmmm
Gone
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Verse
number
two
Two
verse
rhyme
When
I
get
greens,
I
gets
a
dime
Peace
to
god,
my
neice,
to
Mario
Y'all
don't
know
nuthin
bout
Jamario
Huckle
Berry
Finn
I'm
country
and
I'm
thin
They
make
rock
eat
and
buy
my
black
Benz
Hook
it
up
with
tens
with
candy
coat
Me
and
Cheech
and
Chong
rope,
but
still
smoke
Smell
like
butter
Salt
n'
Pepa
push
me
How
to
be
a
player
squeezin
on
your
tushy
Mag
in
a
row
of
all
wannabee's
When
Wimbledon
drank
all
the
teas
Eating
Rice-A-Roni
with
Toni
Toni
Tone
Keep
Cindy
Crawford,
to
me
she's
to
boney
See
another
Rain,
unless
you
know
Missy
Clown
suit
on
so
don't
you
dare
diss
me
Now
I'm
gonna
make
my
rap
only
eight
bar
On
this
track
Maganoo's
the
star
One
of
my
favorite
rapper's
Nas
Escobar
I
listen
to
his
tape
driving
in
my
car
Now
let
me
get
back
into
the
groove
Tap
the
person
standing
next
to
you
Tell
him
or
she
to
move
side
to
side
And
tell
them
to
keep
the
party
live
to
live
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
Got
to
move
my
knees
straight
down
to
my
feet
Down
to
my
hands,
clap,
clap
Tell
me
where
the
party
at?
Where
we
boogie
at?
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
my
flow
Yo-ziggy-yo
Timbaland
here
we
go
Y'all
to
slow
to
make
this
kinda
doe
Shoot
you
don't
know,
shoot
you
don't
know
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Up
jumps
da
boogie
Boogie
jumps
me
(say
what?)
Album
Welcome to Our World
1 Beep Beep
2 Feel it
3 Ms. Parker
4 Intro Buddha
5 Up Jumps da Boogie (remix)
6 Writtin' Rhymes
7 Sex Beat
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