ft. Angie Martinez, Left Eye, Da Brat & Missy Elliott
{dice shaking}
Uhh {dice thrown}yeah
Uhh here`s another one, and another one
Yeah
Lil` Kim the Queen Bee
Verse one: Angie Martinez, Lil`Kim
It`s ladis night what, it must be Angie on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar got the spice
Roll L`s tight, to keep the rhymes right
Yo i just made this motherfucker up last night
And uhh...I`m the rookie on this all-star team
Me and Kim are getting cream, like Thelma and Louise
but on chrome, never leave that Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it`s on then it`s on
Bang this in yur whips
Platinum coated rolli with the chips in the wrists
Here`s a french kiss *kissing sound*
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the four-fifth
Make you dance,oooowwwww
I stay focused,in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, ya`ll just hopeless
and toteless, I ain`t lye-in
Niggaz tryin to knock me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay
Set it off with the eighty-fitay
Ya`ll missin the buck, with the fuck
Bump Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough Bitches
Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It`s the rap Mae West to Q-B
And I got all my sisters with me
Chorus:
Oh this is ladies night, and or rhymes are tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night(oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night(oh what a night)
Verse Two:Left Eye
Uhh,never the one,packin a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that,lay your pants flat
I be one cockin ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha back on the right path
Ain`t no stoppin me ladies frm the club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise joint
Booty shakin with the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly misses
Too my Niggaz straight snitches,to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain`t takin that trip
If you ain`t got cash to stash, catch a brick hoes
Strictly a bell ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames keep risin
To the top and it don`t stop
Chorus
Verse Three:Da Brat
Ya`ll see how these bogus niggaz try notice the dopest bithes
Approching with good intentions but focusin on they riches
If it`s, too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggaz dicks, stay lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick,puzzel them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin them with, sluggers off the nine milli luger click
Bitches bust,we just,keep kicin up dust
And you can spread rumors shit makin m sicker then head tumors
Humor me,by huggin me sayin you lovin me
Playa phony niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cuz the thung in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo` of deez, VV`s and M3`s
Smoke weed from the overseas pimped out style Rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet obese
Who the,Windy City woman still still commin and gunnin
Straight from the Chi
Tonight`s the night for all the ladies,Let`s get high!
Chorus
Verse Four: Missy
Aiyyo Kim, ya know what I`m sayin?
I ain`t even gon` leave with out sayin sun`un on this track
You ain`t gonna use me to just be singin hooks
What I look like?
Pattie LaBelle or somebody nigga? Hehehe
Check it out,uh huh,yeah
Oh what a night
You should be like Missy `stead of bein like Mike
I like to ride pony`s instead of ridn bikes
Me and Lil`Kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a flight
Ahehehe, round three and shit
Niggaz can`t see us from Elektra o Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww nggaz wanna be us
Heh I`m out he, ooh
*Ladies night,Ladies night...*
