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