Lyric What Cha Know About This
featuring Babe Blue (1 Life 2 Live) Mocha
[Timbaland]
You see? I think it s time for me put it down..
.. for my females hahah
I ma let my females shine on this track
You see? I ain t biased
I ain t racist either
So I ma let uhh.. Mocha bring it in
[Mocha]
The one boss bitch not on that horse shit
Honey I wanna score with money I m all for it
Speak the raw shit they on the floor quick
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I m 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, can t test it
So y all - ramble on, I ma get my gamble on
Ceram handle-arm, while y all scramble on
Want to battle? It s on, I ll take you on anywhere
I ll take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
I ll take you on with the gat, I ll take you on on the track
I ll take yo ass on a trip, and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles ain t free
When I m done, better believe, they got a PILE for me
Chorus: Timbaland and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)
What cha know about this, ha? You don t know
Lemme show you bout this, ha? We gon blow
We don t go without hits, ha? Get the dough
You can never doubt this, ha? Ha?
[Mocha]
Y all go head and yap on, I ma keep rap strong
Talk but don t 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, y all - dingy stacks
for - weed in sacks, tote - ki s to crack
Wonder why they can t keep they eyes off me?
Y all chicks ain t 8, I m 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
That s 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]
Y all chicks assed out, Babe Blue s here
Shook out your mind, cause my debut s near
All y all demo chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores, then I smash your broads
Shorty, don t 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 ain t 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 ain t 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 ain t over!
[Babe Blue]
Y all 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 y all 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 I m tryin to get my mail ma
But y all chicks didn t know, so I had to tell y all
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?
[Timbaland]
You see? I think it s time for me put it down..
.. for my females hahah
I ma let my females shine on this track
You see? I ain t biased
I ain t racist either
So I ma let uhh.. Mocha bring it in
[Mocha]
The one boss bitch not on that horse shit
Honey I wanna score with money I m all for it
Speak the raw shit they on the floor quick
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I m 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, can t test it
So y all - ramble on, I ma get my gamble on
Ceram handle-arm, while y all scramble on
Want to battle? It s on, I ll take you on anywhere
I ll take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
I ll take you on with the gat, I ll take you on on the track
I ll take yo ass on a trip, and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles ain t free
When I m done, better believe, they got a PILE for me
Chorus: Timbaland and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)
What cha know about this, ha? You don t know
Lemme show you bout this, ha? We gon blow
We don t go without hits, ha? Get the dough
You can never doubt this, ha? Ha?
[Mocha]
Y all go head and yap on, I ma keep rap strong
Talk but don t 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, y all - dingy stacks
for - weed in sacks, tote - ki s to crack
Wonder why they can t keep they eyes off me?
Y all chicks ain t 8, I m 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
That s 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]
Y all chicks assed out, Babe Blue s here
Shook out your mind, cause my debut s near
All y all demo chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores, then I smash your broads
Shorty, don t 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 ain t 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 ain t 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 ain t over!
[Babe Blue]
Y all 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 y all 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 I m tryin to get my mail ma
But y all chicks didn t know, so I had to tell y all
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?
