TLC - Not Tonight Lyrics
Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez(appears on the unedited version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)Uhh, yeahUhh, here's another one, and another oneYeahFrom lil' kim, the queen beeIt's ladies night what, it must be angie on the micThe butter p honey got the sugar got the spiceRoll the l's tight keep the rhymes rightYo i just made this mother*****er up last nightAnd uhh... i'm the rookie on this all-star teamMe and kim is gettin' cream like thelma and louiseBut on chrome never leave that brooklyn shit aloneSo if you say it's on then it's onBang this in your whipsPack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the wristsHere's a french kissI dismissed all you chicks split six from the four-fifthMake you dance ooowwwwI stay focused in the dopestLike a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopelessAnd toke this i ain't lyin'Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep tryin'All it takes is one phone call to my street teamPromote that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-taySet it off with that eighty-fiftayY'all missin' the buck what the *****Bump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my several *****esLemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya richestIt's the rap mae west to q-bAnd i got all my sisters with meChorus:Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is tightOh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is rightOh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)Uhh, never the one packin' a gunGot some other raw chicks for that lay that ass flatI be the one chokin' ya paragraphs with laughsGet ya back up on the right pathAin't no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock onFrom flavors still frozen at paradise jointBooty shakin' with the glass in my left oneRight hand sayin' step-sonTo me my girls is fancy fly *****esTo my niggas straight snitches and to them other chicosLady pimp ain't havin' that shitIf you ain't got the cash to stash suck my dick hoesStrictly a bell ringerLay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singerI be the one to blame as the flames keep risin'To the top and it don't stopChorusY'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest *****esApproachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they richesIf it's too hot then get the ***** up out the kitchenNiggas dicks stay lifted when they thinkin' of meCause the rhythm i kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-ticFillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger click*****es bust we just, keep kickin' up dustAnd you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than head tumorsHumor me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' mePlaya phony niggas be buggin' i can tellCause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keysNeed to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3'sSmoke weed from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys***** the police keep my wallet obeseWho the windy city woman still comin' and gunnin'Straight from the chiTonight's the night for all the ladies let's get highChorusAiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what i'm sayin'I ain't even gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this trackYou ain't gonna use me to just be singin' hooksWhat i look like patti labelle or somebody nigga hehehCheck it out, uh huh, yeahOh what a nightYou should be like missy 'stead of bein' like mikeI like to ride ponies instead of ridin' bikesMe and lil' kim got the rhymes to inciteI gotta catch a flightAheheh, round three and shitNiggas can't see us from elektra to undeasAaaaoooowwww niggas wanna be usHeh i'm out heh, oohLadies night, ladies night...
