Lil' kim, eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez (appears on the version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, here's one, and another one From kim, the queen bee
It's ladies night what, it must be on the mic The butter p honey got the got the spice Roll the l's tight keep the right Yo I just this motherfucker up last night And uhh... I'm the rookie on this team Me and kim is gettin' cream thelma and louise But on chrome never leave that brooklyn alone So if you say it's on it's on
Bang this in your Pack 'em call the roadie with the in the wrists Here's a kiss 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 just hopeless And toke I ain't lyin' Niggas tryin' to me off keep tryin' All it takes is one phone call to my street Promote that ass like a soundtrack new jack Set it off that eighty-fiftay Y'all the buck what the fuck Bump in the truck hand a buck to my several bitches Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya the rap mae west 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 is right Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Uhh, never the one a gun Got some other raw chicks for lay that ass flat I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs Get ya up on the right path Ain't no stoppin' my from club hoppin' gets my rock on From still frozen at paradise joint Booty shakin' the glass in my left one Right hand step-son To me my girls is fancy fly To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos Lady pimp ain't havin' that If you ain't got the to stash suck my dick hoes Strictly a bell Lay another on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singer I be the one to blame as the flames keep To the top and it don't
Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the bitches Approachin' with good but focusin' on they riches If too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen Niggas dicks lifted when they thinkin' of me Cause the I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em sluggers off the nine milli luger click Bitches we just, keep kickin' up dust And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than tumors Humor me by huggin' me you lovin' me Playa niggas 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 Smoke weed overseas pimped out styled rol-eys Fuck the police my wallet obese Who the windy city woman comin' and gunnin' from the chi Tonight's the for all the ladies let's get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin' I ain't gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track You gonna use me to just be singin' hooks What I look like patti labelle or somebody nigga it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh a night You should be like 'stead of bein' like mike I like to ride instead of ridin' bikes Me and lil' kim got the to incite I gotta catch a Aheheh, three and shit Niggas see us from elektra to undeas Aaaaoooowwww niggas be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
night, ladies night...