Songtext Not tonight remix Tlc

Not tonight remix

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

Uhh, yeah
Uhh, heres another one, and another one
Yeah, from lil kim
The queen bee

Its ladies night what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p honey got the sugar got the spice
Roll the ls tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this motherf.... up last night
And uhh...
Im the rookie on this all-star team
Me and kim is gettin cream like thelma and louise
But on chrome never leave that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say its on then its on

Bang this in your whips
Pack em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Heres 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 yall just hopeless
And toke this I aint lyin
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-fiftay
Yall 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
Its the rap mae west to 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 bes the one chokin ya paragraphs, with laughs
Get ya back up on the right path
Aint no stoppin my ladies from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still 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 aint takin that trip
If you aint 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 dont stop

Chorus

Yall see, how these bogus mistas try not to notice the dopest sistas
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on they riches
If its too hot then get that ass up out the kitchen
Listen carefully I dont give a damn if you dont 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 shit 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, vvs and m3s
Vts 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
Tonights the night for the ladies we keepin it tight

Chorus

Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what Im sayin
I aint even gon leave without sayin somethin on this track
You aint 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 incite
I gotta catch a flight
Aheheh, round three and shhh...
Yall cant see us from elektra to undeas
Aaaaoooowwww...wanna be us
Heh Im out he, ooh

Ladies night, ladies night...