Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

(with Missy, Angie Martinez, Da Brat, Eye)
{dice
Uhh thrown} yeah
Uhh, here's one, and another one

Lil' Kim, the Bee
Verse 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, the rhymes right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up last
And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin cream, like and Louise
but on chrome, never leave that shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on
this in your whips
Pack em the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss *kissing
I all you chicks split six from the four-fifth
Make you dance,
I focused, in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all just
And toke this, I ain't
Niggaz to knock me off, keep tryin
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, a soundtrack 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 if ya richest
It's the rap Mae to Q-B
And I got all my sisters me

Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is
Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Verse Two: 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
back up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies club hoppin gets my rock on
flavors still frozen at Paradise joint
Booty shakin the glass in my left one
hand sayin step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to other chicos
Lady ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my hoes
Strictly a ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad one miss lady rap
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 niggaz try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on 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 them like
Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger
Bitches bust, we just, keep kickin up
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me than head tumors
me, by huggin me sayin you lovin me
Playa phony be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me wanna drugs and push keys
to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out Rol-eys
Fuck the police my wallet obese
Who the, Windy City woman still comin 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 sayin sun'un on this
You gonna use me to just be singin hooks
I look like?
Patti LaBelle or somebody Heheh
Check it out, uh huh,
Oh what a
You should be Missy 'stead of bein like Mike
I like to ride pony's instead of ridin
Me and Lil' Kim got the to incite
I catch a flight
Aheheh, round and shit
Niggaz see us from Elektra to Undeas
niggaz wanna be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
*ladies night, night...*
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