Текст песни Tlc - Not Tonight
Tlc - Not Tonight слова песни
Lil kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez(appears on the unedited version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)Uhh, yeahUhh, heres another one, and another oneYeahFrom lil kim, the queen beeIts ladies night what, it must be angie on the micThe butter p honey got the sugar got the spiceRoll the ls tight keep the rhymes rightYo I just made this motherfucker up last nightAnd uhh... Im the rookie on this all-star teamMe and kim is gettin cream like thelma and louiseBut on chrome never leave that brooklyn shit aloneSo if you say its on then its onBang this in your whipsPack em call the roadie with the chips in the wristsHeres a french kissI dismissed all you chicks split six from the four-fifthMake you dance ooowwwwI stay focused in the dopestLike a penny with a hole in it yall just hopelessAnd toke this I aint lyinNiggas tryin to knock me off keep tryinAll it takes is one phone call to my street teamPromote that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-taySet it off with that eighty-fiftayYall missin the buck what the fuckBump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my several bitchesLemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya richestIts the rap mae west to q-bAnd I got all my sisters with meChorus:Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is tightOh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is rightOh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)Uhh, never the one packin a gunGot some other raw chicks for that lay that ass flatI be the one chokin ya paragraphs with laughsGet ya back up on the right pathAint no stoppin my ladies from club hoppin gets my rock onFrom flavors still frozen at paradise jointBooty shakin with the glass in my left oneRight hand sayin step-sonTo me my girls is fancy fly bitchesTo my niggas straight snitches and to them other chicosLady pimp aint havin that shitIf you aint got the cash to stash suck my dick hoesStrictly a bell ringerLay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap singerI be the one to blame as the flames keep risinTo the top and it dont stopChorusYall see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest bitchesApproachin with good intentions but focusin on they richesIf its too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchenNiggas dicks stay lifted when they thinkin of meCause the rhythm I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-ticFillin em with sluggers off the nine milli luger clickBitches bust we just, keep kickin up dustAnd you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than head tumorsHumor me by huggin me sayin you lovin mePlaya phony niggas be buggin I can tellCause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keysNeed to get me mo of deez, vvs and m3sSmoke weed from overseas pimped out styled rol-eysFuck the police keep my wallet obeseWho the windy city woman still comin and gunninStraight from the chiTonights the night for all the ladies lets get highChorusAiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what Im sayinI aint even gon leave without sayin somethin on this trackYou aint gonna use me to just be singin hooksWhat I look like patti labelle or somebody nigga hehehCheck it out, uh huh, yeahOh what a nightYou should be like missy stead of bein like mikeI like to ride ponies instead of ridin bikesMe and lil kim got the rhymes to inciteI gotta catch a flightAheheh, round three and shitNiggas cant see us from elektra to undeasAaaaoooowwww niggas wanna be usHeh Im out heh, oohLadies night, ladies night...