Lil' kim, left eye, 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
It's ladies night what, it must be 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 rookie on all-star team Me and kim is gettin' cream thelma and louise But on chrome never leave that brooklyn alone So if you say on then it's on
Bang in your whips Pack 'em the roadie with the chips in the wrists Here's a kiss I dismissed all you chicks split six the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I stay in the dopest Like a penny with a in it y'all just hopeless And this I ain't lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off tryin' All it takes is one phone call to my team Promote that ass like a soundtrack new ci-tay Set it off with that Y'all missin' the buck 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 with me
Oh this is ladies night, and our 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 a night (oh what a night)
Uhh, never the one a gun Got some other raw chicks for that lay ass flat I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs Get ya back up on the path no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors still frozen at paradise Booty shakin' the glass in my left one Right hand step-son To me my is fancy fly bitches To my niggas snitches and to them other chicos Lady pimp ain't havin' shit If you ain't got the cash to stash my dick hoes Strictly a ringer Lay another finger on this big bad wolf 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 niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches with good intentions but focusin' on they riches If it's too hot get the fuck up out the kitchen dicks stay lifted when they thinkin' of me Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle them like Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli click Bitches bust we just, keep kickin' up And you can spread rumors shit is me sicker than head tumors me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me Playa niggas be buggin' I can tell Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push Need to get me mo' of deez, and m3's Smoke weed overseas pimped out styled rol-eys the police keep my wallet obese Who the windy city woman comin' and gunnin' Straight the chi Tonight's the night for all the ladies get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin' I ain't even leave without sayin somethin' on this track You gonna use me to just be singin' hooks What I look like patti labelle or nigga heheh Check it out, uh huh,
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 a flight 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...