Lil' kim, eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez (appears on the unedited of the nothing to lose soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, another one, and another one From lil' kim, the bee
It's night what, it must be angie on the mic The butter p got the sugar got the spice Roll the l's keep the rhymes right Yo I just this motherfucker up last night And uhh... I'm the rookie on this all-star Me and kim is cream like thelma and louise But on chrome never leave that shit alone So if you say on then it's on
Bang this in your Pack 'em call the with the chips in the wrists Here's a kiss I all you chicks split six from the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I focused in the dopest Like a penny with a hole in it y'all just And toke this I lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep All it takes is one call to my street team that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay Set it off with eighty-fiftay missin' the buck what the fuck Bump biggie in the truck a buck to my several bitches see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest It's the rap mae to q-b And I got all my with me
Oh is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight Oh this is 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 night (oh a night)
Uhh, the one packin' a gun Got some other raw for that lay that ass flat I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs Get ya back up on the path Ain't no stoppin' my ladies club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors still at paradise joint Booty shakin' with the glass in my one Right sayin' step-son To me my girls is fancy fly To my niggas straight snitches and to them other Lady ain't havin' that shit If you ain't got the to stash suck my dick hoes Strictly a bell Lay finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singer I be the one to as the flames keep risin' To the top and it don't
Y'all see how these niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches Approachin' with good but focusin' on they riches If it's too hot then get the fuck up out the dicks stay lifted when 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 head tumors Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you me Playa niggas be buggin' I can tell Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and keys to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3's Smoke weed from overseas out styled rol-eys Fuck the police keep my obese Who the windy city woman still and gunnin' from the chi Tonight's the night for all the ladies let's get
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what I'm I even gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track You gonna use me to just be singin' hooks I look like patti labelle or somebody nigga heheh Check it out, uh huh,
Oh what a You should be like missy of bein' like mike I like to ride ponies of ridin' bikes Me and lil' kim got the to incite I gotta catch a Aheheh, round three and Niggas can't see us from to undeas niggas wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...