Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & martinez (appears on the unedited of the nothing to lose soundtrack)
Uhh, Uhh, here's one, and another one From kim, the queen bee
It's ladies night what, it must be on the mic The butter p honey got the sugar got the Roll the l's tight keep the rhymes Yo I just made motherfucker up last night And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team Me and kim is gettin' cream like and louise But on never leave that brooklyn shit alone So if you say on then it's on
this in your whips Pack 'em call the roadie with the in the wrists Here's a french I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth you dance ooowwww I stay in the dopest Like a penny with a in it y'all just hopeless And this I ain't lyin' Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep All it takes is one phone to my street team Promote that ass like a new jack ci-tay Set it off with eighty-fiftay Y'all the buck what the fuck Bump biggie in the truck hand a 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 sisters me
Oh this is ladies night, and our is tight Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night) Oh this is ladies night, and the is right Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)
Uhh, never the one a gun Got some other raw chicks for lay that ass flat I be the one chokin' ya with laughs Get ya back up on the path Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my on From flavors still at paradise joint Booty shakin' the glass in my left one Right hand step-son To me my girls is fly bitches To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos Lady pimp havin' that shit If you ain't got the cash to stash suck my dick Strictly a bell 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 stop
Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest Approachin' with good intentions but on they riches If too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen Niggas stay lifted 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 sicker than head me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me Playa phony be buggin' I can tell Cause the in me wanna sell drugs and push keys Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and Smoke weed overseas pimped out styled rol-eys Fuck the police keep my obese Who the windy city 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 somethin' on this track You ain't use me to just be singin' hooks What I look patti labelle or somebody nigga heheh it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh a night You should be like missy 'stead of like mike I like to ride ponies instead of ridin' Me and kim got the rhymes to incite I catch a flight Aheheh, three and shit Niggas can't see us from elektra to niggas wanna be us Heh I'm out heh, ooh
Ladies night, night...