Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight (Remix Unedited)

Lil' Kim, Left Eye, Missy Elliot, Da Brat, & Angie
(appears on the unedited version of the Nothing To 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 got the sugar got the spice
Roll the L's tight keep the right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin' cream like and Louise
But on never leave that Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on then on

Bang in your whips
Pack 'em call the with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french
I dismissed all you chicks split six the four-fifth
you dance ooowwww
I focused in the dopest
a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And toke this I ain't
Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote ass like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off with that
Y'all missin' the buck the fuck
Bump Biggie in the truck hand a buck to my bitches
see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap Mae to Q-B
And I got all my sisters me

Oh this is ladies night, and our is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is
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 ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs
Get ya up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from hoppin' gets my rock on
From still frozen at Paradise joint
Booty shakin' with the glass in my one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly
To my niggas straight 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 bell
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames 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 too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen
dicks stay lifted when they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle them arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em 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 you lovin' me
Playa phony niggas be buggin' I can
the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, 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'
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 even gon' leave sayin somethin' on this track
You ain't gonna use me to be singin' hooks
What I look like Patti LaBelle or nigga heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah

Oh what a
You should be like 'stead of bein' like Mike
I like to ride ponies of ridin' bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to
I catch a flight
Aheheh, round three and
Niggas can't see us from Elektra to
Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...