Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

(with Missy, Angie Martinez, Da Brat, Eye)
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Uhh, another one, and another one

Lil' Kim, the Bee
One: Angie Martinez, Lil' Kim
It's ladies night what, it must be on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar got the
Roll the L's tight, keep the right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on this team
Me and Kim is gettin cream, like and Louise
but on chrome, never leave that Brooklyn alone
So if you say it's on then on
Bang in your whips
Pack em call the with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss *kissing
I dismissed all you chicks split six the four-fifth
you dance, ooowwww
I stay focused, in the
Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all just
And toke this, I ain't
Niggaz tryin to knock me off, tryin
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off the eighty-fitay
Y'all missin the buck, the fuck
Bump Biggie in the and the buck to my thorough bitches
Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest
It's the rap Mae to Q-B
And I got all my with me

Oh this is ladies night, and our is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Two: Left Eye
Uhh, the one, packin a gun
Got some other raw for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
Getcha back up on the path
Ain't no stoppin me from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
Booty shakin the glass in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to them other
Lady pimp ain't that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my dick
a bell ringer
Lay another on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to as the flames keep risin
To the top and it don't

Verse Three: Da
Y'all see, how these bogus niggaz try not to the dopest bitches
Approachin with intentions but focusin on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the fuck up out the
dicks, stay lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin em with, sluggers off the milli luger click
Bitches bust, we just, kickin up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is me sicker than head tumors
Humor me, by huggin me you lovin me
Playa phony be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, VV's and
weed from overseas pimped out styled Rol-eys
Fuck the police my wallet obese
Who the, Windy City still still comin and gunnin
Straight the Chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies, get high!

Verse Four:
Kim, heheh, yaknowhatI'msayin ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin sun'un on track
You ain't gonna use me to just be singin
What I look
Patti LaBelle or somebody Heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh what a
You should be like Missy 'stead of like Mike
I like to pony's instead of ridin bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, three and shit
Niggaz can't see us from Elektra to
Aaaaoooowwww niggaz be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
night, ladies night...*
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