What Cha Know About This

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[timbaland] You see? I think its time for me put it down.. .. for my females, hahah Ima let my females shine on this track You see? I aint biased I aint racist either So ima let uhh.. mocha bring it in [mocha] The one boss bitch, not on that horse shit Honey I wanna score with, money, Im all for it Speak the raw shit, they on the floor quick Prepare to be surprised, if you think Im a poor chick Got off the wall shit, who could be more thick? Plus I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four bricks As for the mic, I can break flow out, or either bless em My style is my own, and a shorty, cant test it So yall - ramble on, ima get my gamble on Ceram handle-arm, while yall scramble on Want to battle? its on, Ill take you on anywhere Ill take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air Ill take you on with the gat, Ill take you on on the track Ill take yo ass on a trip, and you never come back Though this a freestyle, these styles aint free When Im done, better believe, they got a pile for me Chorus: timbaland and babe blue (repeat 2x) What cha know about this, ha? you dont know Lemme show you bout this, ha? we gon blow We dont go without hits, ha? get the dough You can never doubt this, ha? ha? [mocha] Yall go head and yap on, ima keep rap strong Talk but dont act on what you rap on (say what? ) I speak facts to beat clacks, and lead tracks Heed that, relax, feedback? keep that Bet-ta ease back, never see me slack Break your kneecaps - then, have you do three laps Tryin to see this half a mil, yall - dingy stacks For - weed in sacks, tote - kis to crack Wonder why they cant keep they eyes off me? Yall chicks aint 8, Im a dime plus 3 Got a 6? I got a stack Got a whip? I got a jet Got a clip? I got a tec Thats why you not a threat Wanna know how you could be down too? Can not do, make em say "ahhh, oohh" Been through it, put too much into it And writin so long, I ran out of pen fluid Chorus {except last line} [timbaland] babe blue [babe blue] Yall chicks assed out, babe blues here Shook out your mind, cause my debuts near All yall demo chicks see me when you master yours I surpass you whores, then I smash your broads Shorty, dont get your hopes high, praise the most high Babe blue, livin loca I crush all those, small hoes, what? My go-to-the-store clothes is better than your wardrobe You aint seein mine, I walk right in the club You one of them chicks that be in line Me? studded out, ice flooded out Bitch you aint nice - please, cut it out Bronx to the death, we gon spit raw Timbaland got beats, what you talkin shit for? Forget yours, moch and blue, comin through Bystorm, z man, tell me what you gon do? Chorus [timbaland] it aint over! [babe blue] Yall chicks talk a lot, now you wanna hate me? Moch and blue, cagney and lacey Start the biddin wars at 1.2 We gonna show all of yall what one joint do You wanna get the third degree, cause you never heard of me? See thugs murder me, deep blood burgundy? Hell nah, see Im tryin to get my mail ma But yall chicks didnt know, so I had to tell yall Chorus [timbaland] Doubt this, uh uh uh, whaaat? Let it ride, uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh Tonight (1 life 2 live) uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh (1 life 2 live baby) uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh, 1 life 2 live What what? uh uh uh uh What cha know about this, ha?

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