| Song | I Like Control |
| Artist | DJ Clue? |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Artist | mochA |
| Artist | Nicole Wray |
| Album | The Professional |
| 作词 : DeBarge, Elliott, Ifill ... | |
| New Missy | |
| Featuring Mocha | |
| Nicole | |
| D-J-Clue | |
| [Mocha] | |
| What hot, we droppin' | |
| What not, we stoppin' | |
| Ya'll rock toppin', we bottle poppin' | |
| Ya'll block watchin', we watch coppin' | |
| Ya'll car hoppin', cause now we got it locked and | |
| We dedicate for ya'll feather weight | |
| You better skate cause we never late | |
| Gon' replicate then bet I set it straight | |
| But you can't bet what you never make | |
| I'm the same cat from the same tracks | |
| That hadda bring crack when you played that | |
| When I spit move way back, you get sprayed at | |
| I write my own shit bitch, can you say that? | |
| 1 - [Missy] | |
| Alot of ya'll MC's talk mo' shit | |
| Talkin' bout hits and all the whips you dip | |
| I know most of ya'll rappers live dead broke | |
| I go to your accountant and he say, "No dough" | |
| Rappin | |
| bout the weed and you can't even roll | |
| If I blow you a gun nigga, can you smoke? | |
| Why you gotta front when you whack as shit | |
| Me and Mocha, we ain't braggin' bitch | |
| I ain't gotta rap about the dough I hold | |
| And I ain't 'bout to talk about the cars I drove | |
| And I ain't gotta front about the shows I blow | |
| Turn on your radio, see me control | |
| [Mocha] | |
| It's best that thee put on the bets wit' me | |
| And testin' me? I hit your chest wit' three | |
| Let's make it clear that we gon' take it there | |
| The way it appears, there ain't a club shakin' rears | |
| Mocha here, call me the richest chick | |
| With the thickest chips, and the quickest whip | |
| Get a grip, why can't you try wit' me | |
| Dumb variety, I get it done lively | |
| 2 - [Nicole] | |
| My rhymes, they like | |
| They really, really like | |
| They for it, adore it | |
| So come let them enjoy | |
| My rhymes, they like | |
| They really, really like | |
| They for it, adore it | |
| So come let them enjoy it | |
| [Missy] | |
| Wooo, I get it hot like heat | |
| You the MC that 'posed to scare me? | |
| Ahhh, scream 'till my voice get hoarse | |
| Spit on the mic, make all ya'll moist | |
| Hey, you don't wanna f**k with me | |
| And if you do, then you've been practicing | |
| And no one even told you who I was | |
| Well I'mma set it off, show you who I am | |
| God damn, I got skills like a thief | |
| And while you sleep I snatch out all ya teeth | |
| Hey, you don't really want that beef | |
| I repeat, you don't really want that beef | |
| I said hey, you don't really want that beef | |
| Now you know not to mess with me, hah hah | |
| Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh (mmm mmmm) | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| Repeat 2 to fade | |
| [DJ Clue adlibs] | |
| Missy | |
| My nigga Timbaland | |
| Aaliyah | |
| The whole VA Crew | |
| Word up | |
| DJ Clue | |
| The Professional | |
| Niggas don't want it | |
| Word up, word up |
| zuò cí : DeBarge, Elliott, Ifill ... | |
| New Missy | |
| Featuring Mocha | |
| Nicole | |
| DJClue | |
| Mocha | |
| What hot, we droppin' | |
| What not, we stoppin' | |
| Ya' ll rock toppin', we bottle poppin' | |
| Ya' ll block watchin', we watch coppin' | |
| Ya' ll car hoppin', cause now we got it locked and | |
| We dedicate for ya' ll feather weight | |
| You better skate cause we never late | |
| Gon' replicate then bet I set it straight | |
| But you can' t bet what you never make | |
| I' m the same cat from the same tracks | |
| That hadda bring crack when you played that | |
| When I spit move way back, you get sprayed at | |
| I write my own shit bitch, can you say that? | |
| 1 Missy | |
| Alot of ya' ll MC' s talk mo' shit | |
| Talkin' bout hits and all the whips you dip | |
| I know most of ya' ll rappers live dead broke | |
| I go to your accountant and he say, " No dough" | |
| Rappin | |
| bout the weed and you can' t even roll | |
| If I blow you a gun nigga, can you smoke? | |
| Why you gotta front when you whack as shit | |
| Me and Mocha, we ain' t braggin' bitch | |
| I ain' t gotta rap about the dough I hold | |
| And I ain' t ' bout to talk about the cars I drove | |
| And I ain' t gotta front about the shows I blow | |
| Turn on your radio, see me control | |
| Mocha | |
| It' s best that thee put on the bets wit' me | |
| And testin' me? I hit your chest wit' three | |
| Let' s make it clear that we gon' take it there | |
| The way it appears, there ain' t a club shakin' rears | |
| Mocha here, call me the richest chick | |
| With the thickest chips, and the quickest whip | |
| Get a grip, why can' t you try wit' me | |
| Dumb variety, I get it done lively | |
| 2 Nicole | |
| My rhymes, they like | |
| They really, really like | |
| They for it, adore it | |
| So come let them enjoy | |
| My rhymes, they like | |
| They really, really like | |
| They for it, adore it | |
| So come let them enjoy it | |
| Missy | |
| Wooo, I get it hot like heat | |
| You the MC that ' posed to scare me? | |
| Ahhh, scream ' till my voice get hoarse | |
| Spit on the mic, make all ya' ll moist | |
| Hey, you don' t wanna f k with me | |
| And if you do, then you' ve been practicing | |
| And no one even told you who I was | |
| Well I' mma set it off, show you who I am | |
| God damn, I got skills like a thief | |
| And while you sleep I snatch out all ya teeth | |
| Hey, you don' t really want that beef | |
| I repeat, you don' t really want that beef | |
| I said hey, you don' t really want that beef | |
| Now you know not to mess with me, hah hah | |
| Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh mmm mmmm | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| Repeat 2 to fade | |
| DJ Clue adlibs | |
| Missy | |
| My nigga Timbaland | |
| Aaliyah | |
| The whole VA Crew | |
| Word up | |
| DJ Clue | |
| The Professional | |
| Niggas don' t want it | |
| Word up, word up |