Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & martinez
(appears on the version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)

Uhh,
Uhh, another one, and another one

From kim, the queen bee

It's night what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p got the sugar got the spice
the l's tight keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made motherfucker up last night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and kim is gettin' cream thelma and louise
But on never leave that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on

Bang this in whips
Pack 'em the roadie with the chips in the wrists
a french kiss
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the
Make you ooowwww
I focused in the dopest
a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And toke this I lyin'
Niggas to knock me off keep tryin'
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off with that
Y'all the buck what the fuck
Bump biggie in the truck a buck to my several bitches
see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap mae to q-b
And I got all my with me

Oh this is ladies night, and our is tight
Oh is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that lay that ass
I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs
Get ya back up on the path
no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on
From flavors frozen at paradise joint
Booty with the glass in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
To my niggas straight and to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin' that
If you got the cash to stash suck my dick hoes
a bell ringer
Lay finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames risin'
To the top and it don't

Y'all see how these bogus try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin' with good intentions but on they riches
If it's too hot get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggas stay lifted when they thinkin' of me
the rhythm I kick 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 niggas be buggin' I can tell
Cause the in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and m3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled
Fuck the keep my wallet obese
Who the city woman still comin' and gunnin'
Straight the chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies get high

Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya what I'm sayin'
I ain't even leave without sayin somethin' on this track
You ain't gonna use me to be singin' hooks
What I look like patti labelle or nigga heheh
Check it out, uh huh,

Oh a night
You should be like 'stead of bein' like mike
I like to ride ponies instead of ridin'
Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, round three and
Niggas see us from elektra to undeas
niggas wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...