Lil' kim, eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez (appears on the unedited version of the nothing to soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, another one, and another 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 tight keep the right Yo I just made this up last night And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team Me and kim is cream like thelma and louise But on chrome leave that brooklyn shit alone So if you say on then it's on
Bang in your whips Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the Here's a french I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I focused in the dopest a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless And toke I ain't lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep All it is one phone call to my street team Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay Set it off that eighty-fiftay Y'all missin' the buck what the Bump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my several Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest It's the rap mae to q-b And I got all my with me
Oh this is ladies night, and our is tight Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night) Oh is ladies night, and the feel is right 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 club hoppin' my rock on flavors still frozen at paradise joint Booty shakin' the glass in my left one Right sayin' 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 suck my dick hoes Strictly a bell Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss rap singer I be the one to blame as the flames risin' To the top and it stop
Y'all see how bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches Approachin' good intentions but focusin' on they riches If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen Niggas dicks stay lifted when they of me Cause the I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with off the nine milli luger click Bitches bust we just, kickin' up dust And you can spread rumors is makin me sicker than head tumors me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me Playa phony niggas be I can tell Cause the thug in me sell drugs and push keys Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and Smoke from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys the police keep my wallet obese Who the windy woman still comin' and gunnin' Straight the chi Tonight's the night for all the ladies let's get
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what I'm I ain't even gon' leave without sayin on this track You ain't gonna use me to just be singin' What I look like patti or somebody nigga heheh Check it out, uh huh,
Oh what a You should be missy 'stead of bein' like mike I like to ride instead of ridin' bikes Me and kim got the rhymes to incite I gotta catch a Aheheh, round and shit Niggas can't see us elektra to undeas Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
night, ladies night...