Clock Strikes

[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 gassed 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 watching 'Who's the Man'?

They call Robert, cause I pack much heat

Or 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 with cojones?

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...(Boom boom vroom vroom)

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, looking 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 2Pac, 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 rap phenom, 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