Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight (Remix Unedited)

Lil' Kim, Left Eye, Missy Elliot, Da Brat, & Angie
(appears on the unedited version of the To Lose soundtrack)

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

From Kim, the Queen Bee

It's night what, it must be Angie 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 this team
Me and Kim is cream like Thelma and Louise
But on never leave that Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on

this in your whips
Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the
Here's a kiss
I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth
Make you dance
I stay focused in the
Like a penny with a hole in it y'all just
And toke this I ain't
Niggas tryin' to knock me off tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my team
Promote ass like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off with eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck what the
Biggie in the truck hand a buck 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 ladies night, and our rhymes is
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is
Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for lay that ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs
Get ya back up on the path
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
Booty shakin' with the in my left one
hand sayin' step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos
pimp ain't havin' that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash my dick hoes
a bell ringer
Lay another finger on big bad wolf miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames risin'
To the top and it don't

Y'all see how bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin' with intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen
Niggas dicks stay lifted they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli click
bust we just, keep kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker head tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you me
phony niggas be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and 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 Windy City woman comin' and gunnin'
Straight the Chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies let's get

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
What I look like LaBelle or somebody nigga heheh
Check it out, uh huh,

Oh a night
You should be like Missy 'stead of like Mike
I like to ponies instead of ridin' bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, round three and
Niggas can't see us Elektra to Undeas
niggas wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...