Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

(with Missy, Angie Martinez, Da Brat, Eye)
shakin}
Uhh {dice yeah
Uhh, another one, and another one

Lil' Kim, the Bee
Verse One: Angie Martinez, Kim
It's ladies night what, it must be on the mic
The P honey got the sugar got the spice
the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made motherfucker up last night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin cream, like Thelma and
but on chrome, never that Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on
Bang this in your
Pack em call the roadie with the in the wrists
Here's a kiss *kissing sound*
I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth
Make you dance,
I stay focused, in the
Like a with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless
And toke this, I lye-in
Niggaz tryin to me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack New Ci-tay
Set It Off with the
Y'all missin the buck, with the
Bump in the trunk and the buck to my thorough bitches
see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap Mae to Q-B
And I got all my sisters me

Oh is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Verse Left Eye
Uhh, never the one, a gun
Got other raw chicks for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
Getcha back up on the path
Ain't no me ladies from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still at Paradise joint
shakin with the glass in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to them chicos
pimp ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my hoes
a bell ringer
Lay another on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the 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 good intentions but on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the fuck up out the
Niggaz dicks, stay 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, keep kickin up
And you can spread rumors shit is me sicker than head tumors
Humor me, by huggin me sayin you me
Playa niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and M3's
weed from overseas pimped out styled Rol-eys
Fuck the police my wallet obese
Who the, Windy City woman still still and gunnin
Straight the Chi
Tonight's the for all the ladies, let's get high!

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