Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & martinez (appears on the version of the nothing to lose 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 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 chrome never leave that brooklyn shit So if you say on then it's on
Bang this in whips Pack 'em call the roadie with the in the wrists Here's a kiss I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I stay focused in the Like a penny with a hole in it y'all just And toke this I lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep All it takes is one phone to my street team that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay Set it off that eighty-fiftay Y'all missin' the buck the fuck Bump biggie in the 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 sisters me
Oh is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight Oh is ladies night, oh what a night (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, the one packin' a gun Got other raw chicks for that lay that ass flat I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs with Get ya back up on the right Ain't no stoppin' my ladies club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors still at paradise joint Booty shakin' with the in my left one Right hand sayin' To me my girls is 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 suck my dick Strictly a bell Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss rap singer I be the one to as the flames keep risin' To the top and it stop
Y'all see how bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on riches If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen Niggas dicks stay when they thinkin' of me Cause the rhythm I puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli click Bitches bust we just, kickin' up dust And you can spread rumors shit is makin me than head tumors me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me Playa phony niggas be I can tell Cause the thug in me wanna drugs and push keys Need to get me mo' of deez, and m3's Smoke weed from overseas out styled rol-eys Fuck the keep my wallet obese Who the city woman still comin' and gunnin' Straight the chi Tonight's the for all the ladies let's get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin' I ain't even gon' leave without sayin 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 what a You should be like missy of bein' like mike I like to ride ponies instead of bikes Me and lil' kim got the to incite I catch a flight Aheheh, three and shit Niggas see us from elektra to undeas Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...