What Cha Know About This Lyrics - Tim's Bio: Life From Da Bassment - Timbaland

(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 

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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" 

Photos 

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?