Performed by Lil' Kim, Left Eye, Missy Elliot, Da Brat, & Angie Martinez
Appears on the 1997 Lil' Kim Not Tonight Single
Uhh, yeah
Uhh, here's another one, and another one
From Lil' Kim
The Queen Bee
It's ladies night what, it must be Angie on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar, got the spice
Roll the L's tight, keep them rhymes right
Yo I just made this motherf.... up last night
And uhh...
I'm the rookie on this all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin' cream like Thelma and Louise
Butta on chrome, never leave that Brooklyn sh*t alone
So if you say it's on then it's on
Bang this in your whips
Packin' quarter Rollie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the four-fifth
Make you dance, ooowwww
I stay focused in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And toke-less
I ain't lyin'
Tryin' to knock me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my team
Promote that a** like a soundtrack New Jack
Set it..set it off with the eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck what the f...
Bump Biggie in the trunk hand the buck to my double...
Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap Mae West the Q-B
And I got all my sisters with me
Chorus:
Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is 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)
Uhh, never the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay your pants flat
I be's the one chokin' ya paragraphs, with laughs
Get ya back up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on
From flavors to frozen at Paradise joint
Booty shakin' with a glass in my left one
Right hand sayin' "Step, son"
To me my girls is fancy fly misses
To my...straight snitches and to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't takin' that trip
If you ain't got the cash to stash catch a brick hoes
Strictly a bell ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame
As the flames
Keep risin' to the top
And it don't stop
Chorus
Y'all see, how these bogus mistas try not to notice the dopest sistas
Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get that ass up out the kitchen
Listen carefully I don't give a damn if you don't care for me
The rhythm I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger click
Betters bust we just keep kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors this is makin' me sicker than head tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me
Envious playa-haters be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna do illegal things for cheese
Need to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
VT's from overseas pimped out styled Rol-eys
Stopped from the police keep my wallet obese
Who the Windy City woman still comin' and gunnin'
Straight from the Chi
Tonight's the night for the ladies we keepin' it tight
Chorus
A-yo Kim, hehe, ya know what I'm sayin'
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin' somethin' on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be singin' hooks
What I look like
Patti LaBelle or somebody
Check it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh what a night
You should be like Missy 'stead of bein like Mike
I like to ride ponies instead of ridin' bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to recite
I gotta catch a flight
Ah ha, round three.. shhh...
Can't see us from Elektra to Undeas
Ooooowwww...wanna be us
I'm out
Ladies' night
Ladies 'night...