Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie
(appears on the unedited version of the to lose soundtrack)

Uhh,
Uhh, another one, and another one

From lil' kim, the bee

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

Bang in your whips
Pack 'em call the with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french
I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth
Make you ooowwww
I focused in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
tryin' to knock me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone to my street team
Promote ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off with eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the what the fuck
Bump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my bitches
see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap mae to q-b
And I got all my sisters me

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

Uhh, never the one a gun
Got some raw chicks for that lay that ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from hoppin' gets my rock on
From still frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin' with the glass in my one
hand sayin' step-son
To me my is fancy fly bitches
To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin' shit
If you ain't got the cash to suck my dick hoes
Strictly a bell
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss rap singer
I be the one to as the flames keep 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 too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggas stay lifted when they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger
Bitches we just, keep kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is me sicker than head tumors
me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me
Playa phony niggas be buggin' I can
the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and m3's
Smoke weed from overseas out styled rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet
Who the windy woman still comin' and gunnin'
Straight the chi
Tonight's the night for all the let's get high

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

Oh what a
You should be like missy of bein' like mike
I like to ride ponies instead of bikes
Me and lil' kim got the to incite
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, three and shit
Niggas see us from elektra to undeas
niggas wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...