Not Tonight (feat. Da Brat, Left Eye, Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott and Angie Martinez) (Remix)

Uh, yeah

Uh, here's another one, uh-huh (uh)

And another one, yeah

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 the rhymes right

Yo, I just made this motherf- up last night

And, uh, I'm the rookie on this all-star team

Me and Kim is gettin' cream, like Thelma and Louise, but on chrome

Never leave that Brooklyn sh- alone

So if you say it's on, then it's on

Bang this in your whips (uh)

Pack 'em call the roadie 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, ow

I stay focused in the dopest

Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless

And toke this, I ain't lyin'

Trying 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 City

Set it off with the eighty-fity

Y'all missin' the buck, what the fuck?

Bump Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough b-

Lemme see ya do the Bankhead if ya richest

It's the rap Mae West, the QB

And I got all my sisters with me

Oh, this is ladies night (yeah)

And our rhymes is tight

Oh, this is ladies night (oh, yeah)

Oh, what a night (oh, what a night, oh, what a night)

Oh, this is ladies night (yeah)

And the feel is right (uh-huh)

Oh, this is ladies night (uh-huh)

Oh, what a night (oh, what a night)

Uh, never the one, packin' a gun

Got some other raw chicks for that, lay your pants flat

I be the one chockin' ya paragraphs with laughs

Get ya back up on the right path

Ain't no stoppin' me ladies from 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

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, ho

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 (oh)

And it don't stop (this is)

Oh, this is ladies night (ladies night)

And our rhymes is tight (and our rhymes is tight)

Oh, this is ladies night (yeah, yeah)

Oh, what a night (oh, what a night)

Oh, this is ladies night (mhm)

And the feel is right (ooh, yeah)

Oh, this is ladies night (yeah)

Oh, what a night (oh, what a night)

Y'all see how these bogus misters try not to notice the dopest sisters

Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they riches (yeah, yeah, yeah)

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 arithmetic

Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli' luger clip

Let us bust, we just keep kickin' up dust (oh, yeah)

And you can spread rumors, that's just 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 Rolleys

Duck from the police, keep my wallet obese

Who the Windy City woman still still comin' and gunnin' straight from the Chi?

Tonight's the night for the ladies, we keepin' it tight

Oh, this is ladies night (ladies night)

And our rhymes is tight (and our rhymes is tight)

Oh, this is ladies night (hey)

Oh, what a night (oh, what a night, hey)

Ladies night

And the feel is right (feeling nice)

Oh, this is ladies night (ladies night)

Oh, what a night (oh, what a night, yeah, yeah)

Ayo, Kim, you know I'm sayin'?

I ain't even gon' leave without sayin' somethin' on this track

You ain't gon' 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 incite

I gotta catch a flight, 'round three-ish

Can't see us from Elektra to Undeas

Ow, wanna be us

I'm out here, ooh

Ladies night

Ladies