Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie (appears on the unedited version of the nothing to soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, here's another one, and one From lil' kim, the bee
It's ladies night what, it be angie on the mic The butter p honey got the sugar got the the l's tight keep the rhymes right Yo I just made motherfucker up last night And uhh... I'm the on this all-star team Me and kim is gettin' cream like and louise But on chrome never that brooklyn shit alone So if you say on then it's on
Bang this in your Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the Here's a kiss I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I stay focused in the a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless And this I ain't lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off tryin' All it takes is one call to my street team Promote that ass like a soundtrack new ci-tay Set it off that eighty-fiftay Y'all missin' the buck what the Bump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my bitches Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest the rap mae west to q-b And I got all my with me
Oh is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night) Oh is ladies night, and the feel is right Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)
Uhh, never the one a gun Got some other raw chicks for that lay that ass I be the one chokin' ya with laughs Get ya up on the right path Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' my rock on From flavors still at paradise joint Booty shakin' the glass in my left one hand sayin' step-son To me my is fancy fly bitches To my niggas straight and to them other chicos pimp ain't havin' that shit If you ain't got the cash to suck my dick hoes Strictly a bell Lay another finger on big bad wolf miss lady rap singer I be the one to as the flames keep risin' To the top and it stop
Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the bitches Approachin' with good intentions but on they riches If it's too hot then get the fuck up out the Niggas dicks stay lifted when thinkin' of me Cause the rhythm I puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli click Bitches bust we just, kickin' up dust And you can rumors shit is makin 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 sell drugs and push keys to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3's Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled Fuck the police keep my wallet Who the windy woman still comin' and gunnin' Straight the chi Tonight's the night for all the ladies 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 just be singin' What I look patti labelle or somebody nigga heheh it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh a night You should be like missy of bein' like mike I like to ride instead of ridin' bikes Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to I gotta catch a Aheheh, round three and Niggas can't see us elektra to undeas Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...