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, yeah

Uhh, here's another one, and another one

Yeah

From lil' kim, the queen bee

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 motherfucker 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 shit 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

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 lyin'

Niggas 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 that eighty-fiftay

Y'all missin' the buck what the fuck

Bump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my several bitches

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)

Uhh, never the one packin' a gun

Got some other raw chicks for that lay that ass flat

I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs with laughs

Get ya back up on the right path

Ain't no stoppin' my 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 bitches

To my niggas straight snitches and to them other chicos

Lady pimp ain't havin' that shit

If you ain't got the cash to stash suck my dick 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 don't stop

Chorus

Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches

Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they riches

If it's too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen

Niggas 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

Bitches 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

Playa phony niggas 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

Fuck the police keep my wallet obese

Who the windy city woman still comin' and gunnin'

Straight from the chi

Tonight's the night for all the ladies let's get high

Chorus

Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what I'm sayin'

I ain't even gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track

You ain't gonna use me to just be singin' hooks

What I look like patti labelle or somebody nigga 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 ponies instead of ridin' bikes

Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to incite

I gotta catch a flight

Aheheh, round three and shit

Niggas can't see us from elektra to undeas

Aaaaoooowwww niggas wanna be us

Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, ladies night...