Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

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

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

Oh this is night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Two: Left Eye
Uhh, never the one, a gun
Got other raw chicks for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha up on the right path
no stoppin me ladies from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors frozen at Paradise joint
Booty shakin with the in my left one
hand sayin step-son
To me my is fancy fly bitches
Too my straight snitches, to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, my dick hoes
a bell ringer
Lay finger on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to as the flames keep risin
To the top and it stop

Verse Da Brat
Y'all see, how these bogus niggaz try not to notice the dopest
with good intentions but focusin on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the up out the kitchen
Niggaz dicks, stay lifted they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle like arithe-ma-tic
em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger click
Bitches bust, we just, keep up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than head
Humor me, by huggin me sayin you me
Playa phony niggaz be buggin, I can
the thug in me wanna 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 keep my wallet
Who the, Windy City woman still still and gunnin
from the Chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies, get high!

Verse Four:
Aiyyo Kim, heheh, ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin sun'un on this
You gonna use me to just be singin hooks
What I like?
Patti LaBelle or nigga? Heheh
Check it out, uh huh,
Oh what a
You should be Missy 'stead of bein like 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 from to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww niggaz be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
night, ladies night...*
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