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 lil' kim, the bee
It's 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 motherfucker up last night And uhh... I'm the rookie on this all-star Me and kim is gettin' cream thelma and louise But on chrome leave that brooklyn shit alone So if you say it's on then on
this in your whips Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the Here's a kiss I dismissed all you chicks split six the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I focused in the dopest Like a penny with a hole in it just hopeless And toke this I lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep All it takes is one call to my street team Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay Set it off with that Y'all missin' the what the fuck Bump in the truck hand a buck to my several bitches Lemme see ya do tha 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 is ladies night, and the feel is right Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Uhh, never the one a gun Got some other raw for that lay that ass flat I be the one chokin' ya with laughs Get ya up on the right path Ain't no stoppin' my from club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors frozen at paradise joint shakin' with the glass in my left one Right sayin' step-son To me my girls is fly bitches To my straight snitches and to them other chicos Lady pimp ain't that shit If you ain't got the cash to stash my dick hoes Strictly a ringer Lay another finger on big bad wolf miss lady rap singer I be the one to blame as the flames keep To the top and it don't
Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they If too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen Niggas dicks stay lifted when thinkin' of me Cause the rhythm I kick them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em sluggers off the nine milli luger click Bitches bust we just, kickin' up dust And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker head tumors Humor me by huggin' me you lovin' me Playa phony niggas be I can tell the thug 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 city woman still comin' and gunnin' from the chi Tonight's the night for all the ladies get high
Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin' I ain't gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track You gonna use me to just be singin' hooks What I look patti labelle 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 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...