Lil' kim, eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez (appears on the version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, another one, and another one From kim, the queen bee
ladies night what, it must be angie on the mic The butter p honey got the sugar got the Roll the l's keep the rhymes right Yo I just made this motherfucker up last And uhh... I'm the on this all-star team Me and kim is gettin' like thelma and louise But on chrome never that brooklyn shit alone So if you say on then it's on
Bang this in whips Pack 'em call the with the chips in the wrists Here's a kiss I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth Make you dance I stay focused in the Like a penny with a in it y'all just hopeless And toke this I ain't tryin' to knock me off keep tryin' All it is one phone call to my street team that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay Set it off that eighty-fiftay Y'all missin' the what the fuck Bump biggie in the truck 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 sisters me
Oh is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night) Oh is ladies night, and the feel is right Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Uhh, the one packin' a gun Got other raw chicks for that lay that ass flat I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs Get ya back up on the right Ain't no stoppin' my from club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors frozen at paradise joint Booty shakin' the glass in my left one Right hand sayin' To me my girls is fancy fly To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos Lady pimp ain't that shit If you got the cash to stash suck my dick hoes Strictly a bell Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap 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 the dopest bitches with good intentions but focusin' on they riches If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen Niggas stay lifted when they thinkin' of me Cause the rhythm I kick them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli click Bitches bust we just, keep up dust And you can spread rumors shit is me sicker than head tumors Humor me by huggin' me you lovin' me Playa niggas be buggin' I can tell Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and keys Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and Smoke weed from overseas pimped out rol-eys Fuck the police keep my obese Who the city woman still comin' and gunnin' Straight the chi Tonight's the night for all the let's get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya what I'm sayin' I ain't gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track You ain't gonna use me to be singin' hooks What I look like labelle or somebody nigga heheh it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh a night You be like missy 'stead of bein' like mike I like to ride ponies instead of bikes Me and kim got the rhymes to incite I gotta a flight Aheheh, round and shit Niggas can't see us from elektra to niggas wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...