Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight (Remix Unedited)

Lil' Kim, Left Eye, Elliot, Da Brat, & Angie Martinez
(appears on the unedited version of the Nothing To soundtrack)

Uhh,
Uhh, here's another one, and one

From Kim, the Queen Bee

It's ladies what, it must be Angie on the mic
The Butter P got the sugar got the spice
Roll the L's tight keep the rhymes
Yo I just this motherfucker up last night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on this all-star
Me and Kim is gettin' cream like and Louise
But on chrome never leave that Brooklyn alone
So if you say it's on then on

Bang this in whips
Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the
a french kiss
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the
Make you ooowwww
I stay in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone to my street team
that ass like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off with eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck the fuck
Bump Biggie in the truck hand a to my several bitches
Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest
the rap Mae West to Q-B
And I got all my with me

Oh this is 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 night (oh a night)

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that lay ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from hoppin' gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
Booty shakin' with the in my left 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 got the cash to stash suck my dick hoes
Strictly a ringer
Lay finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the keep risin'
To the top and it stop

Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the bitches
Approachin' good intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen
dicks stay lifted when they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the milli luger click
Bitches bust we just, kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me than head tumors
Humor me by me sayin' you lovin' me
phony niggas be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna drugs and push keys
to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
Smoke from overseas pimped out styled Rol-eys
Fuck the police my wallet obese
Who the Windy City woman still and gunnin'
from the Chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies get high

Aiyyo Kim, heheh, ya know what I'm
I ain't even gon' without sayin somethin' on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be singin'
What I like Patti LaBelle or somebody nigga heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah

Oh what a
You should be like Missy 'stead of like Mike
I like to ride ponies instead of bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, three and shit
Niggas see us from Elektra to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww niggas be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

night, ladies night...