[Timbaland]
You see
I think it's time to put it down
For my females
I'ma let my females shine on this track
You see
I ain't bias
I ain't racist either
So I'ma let, uh
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
That off the wall shit can be more sick, plus I got flips for laying out more
bricks
As for the mic, I can break out, know why?
Hear this blessing, my style's my own, and shorty, can't touch it
So y'all can ramble on, while I get my gamble on
So I'll handle y'all, while you scramble on
As for the battle, it's on
I'll take you anywhere
I'll take you on a bus, on a baot, or up in the air
I'll take you over the gap, I'll take you on the tracks
I'll take your ass on a trip, you never come back
Though this is freestyle, this style ain't free
When I'm, gotta believe they gotta have me

[Timbaland and Babe Blue]
1 - Whatcha know about this, huh? You don't know
Lemme show you 'bout this, huh? We gonna blow
We don't roll without hits, huh? We got the dough
You can never doubt this, huh? huh huh? x2

[Mocha]
Y'all gonna have to yap on, I'ma keep rap strong
Speak but don't act on what you rap on
I speak facts to beat clakcs, and lead tracks
Need that, relax, feedback? keep that
Never ease back, never see me slack
Breack your kneecaps, then have you do three laps
Tryin to steal this half a mil
Y'all stinge and stacks, for weed and crack, for keys to crack
Wonder why they can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks don't know, I'm a don plus three
Got a stick, I got a stack
Got a whip, I got a jack
Got a clip, I got a tack, that's why you not a threat
Wanna know how you can be down too?
Can I do? Make them say ' ah , ooh '
Been through it, put too much into it
And writing so long, I ran out of pen fluid

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[Timbaland]
Babe Blue

[Babe Blue]
Y'all chicks passed out, Babe Blue's here
Shook out your mind cause my debuts near
All y'all demo chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores and I smash your bra, shorty
Don't get your hopes high, praise the most high
Babe Blue, Little Mocha
I crush all those, small hoes, what?
My go-to-the-store clothes are better than your wardrobe
You ain't stealing 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 gonna spit raw
Timbaland got beats, what you talking shit for?
Forget yours, Moch and Blue coming through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you gonna do?

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[Babe Blue]
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you wanna hate me?
Moch and Blue, Cagney and Lacey
Start the bidded wars at 1.2
We gonna show all of y'alls what one joint do
You wanna get the thrid degree cause you never heard of me?
See thugs murder me, deep blood burgundy?
Hell no, see I'm trying to get my mel on
But y'all chicks weren't listening so I had to tell y'all

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[Timbaland]
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One life to live

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