Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & martinez (appears on the unedited of the nothing to lose soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, here's another one, and one From lil' kim, the bee
It's ladies what, it must be angie on the mic The butter p honey got the got the spice Roll the l's tight 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' cream thelma and louise But on never leave that brooklyn shit alone So if you say it's on then on
Bang this in your Pack 'em call the roadie the chips in the wrists Here's a french I dismissed all you chicks split six from the Make you dance I focused in the dopest a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless And this I ain't lyin' tryin' to knock me off keep tryin' All it takes is one phone call to my team Promote that ass like a soundtrack new jack Set it off with 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 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 ladies night, and the is right Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Uhh, never the one a gun Got some other raw chicks for that lay ass flat I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs with Get ya up on the right path Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club gets my rock on From flavors still at paradise joint Booty with the glass in my left one hand sayin' step-son To me my girls is fancy fly To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos Lady pimp ain't havin' shit If you ain't got the cash to stash suck my hoes a bell ringer 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 stop
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 get the fuck up out the kitchen Niggas dicks stay lifted when they of me Cause the I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger Bitches we just, keep kickin' up dust And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker head tumors Humor me by huggin' me you lovin' me Playa niggas be buggin' I can tell Cause the in me wanna 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 keep my wallet obese Who the windy city still comin' and gunnin' from the chi Tonight's the night for all the ladies get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin' I even gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track You ain't use me to just be singin' hooks What I look like patti or somebody nigga heheh it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh a night You should be missy 'stead of bein' like mike I like to ride ponies of ridin' bikes Me and kim got the rhymes to incite I catch a flight Aheheh, round and shit Niggas can't see us elektra to undeas Aaaaoooowwww niggas be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...