(feat. Missy, Angie Martinez, Da Brat, Left Eye)

[dice shakin]

Uhh [dice thrown] yeah
Uhh, here's another one, and another one
Yeah

Lil' Kim, the Queen Bee

[Verse One: Angie Martinez, Lil' Kim]


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 mother$#&@er up last night
And uhh... 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 %#@! alone
So if you say it's on then it's on


Bang this in your whips
Pack em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists

Here's a french kiss *kissing sound*
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 this, I ain't lye-in

^!$$%z tryin to knock me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone call to my street team
Promote that $$#, like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay

Set It Off with the eighty-fitay
Y'all missin the buck, with the $#&@
Bump Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough (*##$es

Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's 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)

[Verse Two: Left Eye]


Uhh, never the one, packin a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay your $$# flat

I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha 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 (*##$es
Too my ^!$$%z straight snitches, to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin that %#@!

If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my dick hoes
Strictly a bell ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad one miss lady rap singer

I be the one to blame as the flames keep risin
To the top and it don't stop


[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Da Brat]


Y'all see, how these bogus ^!$$%z try not to notice the dopest (*##$es
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on they riches

If it's, too hot then get the $#&@ up out the kitchen
^!$$%z dicks, stay lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic

Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger click
(*##$es bust, we just, keep kickin up dust
And you can spread rumors %#@! is makin me sicker than head tumors

Humor me, by huggin me sayin you lovin me
Playa phony ^!$$%z be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled Rol-eys

$#&@ 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 all the ladies, let's get high!


[Chorus]

[Verse Four: Missy]

Aiyyo Kim, heheh, yaknowhatI'msayin ?

I ain't even gon' leave without sayin sun'un on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be singin hooks
What I look like?
Patti LaBelle or somebody ^!$$%? Heheh
Check it out, uh huh, yeah


Oh what a night
You should be like Missy 'stead of bein like Mike
I like to ride pony's instead of ridin bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a flight

Aheheh, round three and %#@!
^!$$%z can't see us from Elektra to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww ^!$$%z wanna be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh

ladies night, ladies night...