Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie (appears on the version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, another one, and another one From lil' kim, the bee
ladies night what, it must be angie on the mic The butter p honey got the got the spice Roll the l's keep 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 cream like thelma and louise But on chrome never leave brooklyn shit alone So if you say on then it's on
this in your whips Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the a french kiss I all you chicks split six from the four-fifth Make you dance I stay focused in the Like a penny a hole in it y'all just hopeless And toke this I ain't Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep All it takes is one phone call to my street Promote that ass like a soundtrack new ci-tay Set it off with that missin' the buck what the fuck Bump biggie in the truck a buck to my several bitches see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest 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 ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night) Oh this is night, and the feel is right Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)
Uhh, the one packin' a gun Got some other raw chicks for that lay that ass I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs Get ya up on the right path no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors still frozen at joint Booty shakin' with the in my left one hand sayin' step-son To me my is fancy fly bitches To my niggas straight snitches and to other chicos Lady pimp havin' that 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 as the flames keep risin' To the top and it don't
Y'all see how bogus 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 dicks stay lifted when they thinkin' of me Cause the rhythm I kick them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger Bitches bust we just, keep up dust And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker head tumors me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me Playa phony niggas be buggin' I can Cause the in me wanna sell drugs and push keys Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled Fuck the police keep my obese Who the windy city woman still and gunnin' from the chi Tonight's the night for all the let's get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin' I ain't even gon' leave sayin somethin' on this track You ain't use me to just be singin' hooks I look like patti labelle or somebody nigga heheh Check it out, uh huh,
Oh a night You should be missy 'stead of bein' like mike I like to ponies instead of ridin' bikes Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to I gotta catch a Aheheh, three and shit Niggas can't see us from elektra to Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...