unknown

(dallas austin)
1994 emi april music inc. darp music (ascap)



Yes it's me again
It's me too girl
And i'm back
Don't forget the left eye
And chilli in the house
Oh i oh i oh i baby (come on y'all)
Oh i oh i oh i yeah (check it out)
Oh i oh i oh i baby (come on)
Oh i oh i oh i yeah

The 22nd of lonliness and we've
Been through so many thangs (check it out)
I love my man with all honesty
But i know he's cheatin' on me
I look him in his eyes but all he
Tells me is lies to keep me near
I'll never leave him down though
I might mess around it's only
'cause i need some affection oh

Chorus:
So i creep yeah
Just keep it on the down low
Said nobody is supposed 2 know
So i creep yeah
'cause he doesn't know
What i do and no attention
Goes to show oh so i creep

The 23rd of lonliness
And we don't talk
Like we used 2 do
Now it seems pretty
Strange but i'm not
Buggin' 'cause i still feel
The same yeah yeah (check it out)
I'll keep giving loving
Till the day he pushes me away
Never go astray
If he knew the
Things i did he couldn't
Handle it
And i choose 2 keep him
Protected oh

Chorus

I think about us baby all the time
But you know that i'm gonna need some attention
Yeah, yeah can you dig it
Love you forever baby soul & mind
But you gotta know if
You don't give it i'ma
Get mine

Oh i oh i oh i yeah (come on sing along y'all)
Oh i oh i oh i yeah (left eye, left eye, left eye...)
Oh i oh i oh i baby (left eye, left eye, left eye...)
Oh i oh i oh i yeah

Oh i oh i oh i am the surgeon general
I do believe in lyrical miracles (warning!)
Creepin' may cause hysterical behavior in the mind
Put your life into a bind
And in time make you victim to a passionate crime
Now pregnant women put themselves at greater risk of bein' dissed
Known as no one for not knowin' who the daddy is
Which may result in little kids growin' up by the dozens
Gettin' sexually involved with first cousins
Creepin' is the number one item on the chart
Rippin' families apart the leadin' cause of a broken heart
Injuries can be fatal may in fact of prenatal
Hiv is often sleepin' in a creepin' cradle

Chorus

I creep around because i need some attention
Don't mess around with my affection

Oh i oh i oh i yeah

Chorus

(performed by t-boz on the upn show "grown ups")



Can't believe
Can't believe how the world has changed
I'm feelin' good when i've been reachin' for my dreams
I'm missin'
Seems like the whole world's smilin'
Yea, yea, yeah

Will smith & left eye
(appears on the album big willie style and the wild wild west single)



Unhh....ha ha...
This one goes out to all the big willies...

Big will the high roller
Strolling through with an entourage
Hard to camouflage when you livin' this large
I be smooth like debarge with a five car garage
Out for the night with my squad and we be flossin' down
The fifteen my whole aura gleamin'
Who dat kid in the green v
Envy brother scheamin'
I ain't thinkin' bout them racing chicks in the pink bm
With my speakers tweakin' freakin' off this weekend in
Las vegas boss players all across the board move makers and
Shakers money can't break us but the places it can take us
Big will in the limelight rhyme tight and we gon' have some fun tonight

Chorus:
Now how we do it (you know it's big willie style baby)
How we doin' it (you know it's big willie style)
Now how we do it (you know it's big willie style baby)
How we doin' it ( you know it's big willie style)

I'm in a five star casino shuttin' crap tables down (boom)
Non bettin' willie watchers standin' around
Strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at us
How bad they wanna be us (parlay)
Charlie mack got my back with his eyes on my stack
Brothers don't know how to act when you drive a four-five black
People stop and stare havin' drinks at the bar a round
For everybody with these big willie cards from civilians to stars
They wanna know who we are it's me big will, nas escobar, j.l.
Omar carry money bags collect the chips then we all quick the swift exit

Chorus

It's left eye with a tight crew representin' like it's ladies night
Comin' right through don't be spiteful plus an eyeful
Sportin' hot-pink rocks in a link in a drop with a mink
Like my shit don't stink
Got you in the palm with a bomb like sadam
Blowing up spots then runnin' off with the pots
Left eye ready for action the main attraction
I'm in the fast-lane passing breakin' you down like fractions
While we be rappin' about things that really happen
Big willie style philly style let's make it platinum
With mademouselle from gazels to versace
With a sweet smell this female leadin' the posse got jokes like cosby
In the lots where the cars be with no apologies it's left eye
Big will let the champagne spill is it a man's thing for real
Can us girls roll wit y'all what the deal

Chorus

Well now it's lookin' like a car show convoys and whips
On the strip pullin' up in the six makin' brothers sick for real
Big will household name entertainer gold handle cane and matchin'
Gators swervin' lane in pole position rolling deep like a co-malition
In soul position and can rock a whole convention
Movie screens to the club scene my whole crew lookin' clean
Shine with a diamond gleam step above where the players be
Don't hate me one is where they rate me lately you could find me
Behind the door marked v.i.p.eating grapes under the a.c.
Big willie style is how we do it

Chorus

Chorus

This one goes out to all the big willies

Society of soul & t-boz
(appears on the album brainchild)



Yea sleepy brown
What's here...
What's here...
Check it out (unh)

If i were u and u were me
Would u like what you see (ha, yea)
And tell me why u spread them lies
About my sexuality lil' old me
Just because u in my face
Doesn't mean u have to erase
What's inside of me oh can't u see
I don't pay it no mind
I'm just puttin' in my time
Until he sets me free (sets me free)
And then u'll see (you think you'll see)

Chorus:
Ain't nothin' but changes
Ain't nothin' but changes
Ain't nothin' but changes
Ain't nothin' but changes

And now it seems from everything
Someone has put a hold on me (umph, damn)
But i just try to keep my pride
Even though sometimes i cry (oh i cry)
But it seems u do me wrong
You never miss your well until your water is gone (it's all gone)
But i don't pay it no mind
I'm just puttin' in my time
Until he sets me free and then u'll see

Chorus

Yeah, sleepy brown, society of soul
Kickin' it with tlc
On that funk
That real
Y'all don't know nothin' about that
Y'all don't know nothin' about that (yeah, umph)

Chorus

Written by natina reed. produced by michael anthony
For michael anthony productions
And harris entertainment.
Co-produced by elgin manson for harris entertainment



Ha ha (woo)
Can't nobody tell me what i can
Cuz i be lovin' my man rediculously
Well i should ashame
Can't nobody tell me what i can (what what huh huh ha)
Can't nobody tell me what i can
Cuz i be lovin' my man rediculously
Well i should ashame
Can't nobody tell me what i can (what what huh huh yea)

No can't nobody ever say i don't love my man
Who are you to justify what i can and can't
Gonna make him love me even more
I don't give him more love than i did before

Chorus:
And i do
Give him the love that he wants
And i do
Give him the love that he needs
And i do
Give him the love that no girl in this world
Could ever touch
And i do

Won't nobody ever share the bond we had
Who are you to manipulate the trust in my man
Gonna show the world what we're made of
Wrapped in his arms he can't get enough
Oh suki suki now

Chorus

Chorus

You ain't never heard a cop like that
Be tryin' to hurl me out of my relationship nonstop
Time to get the po po's
Would you wanna hit me with
I'm like the driest curls you ever dropped
Possibly l-a-d's these days just don't be givin' a kuff
When you thinkin' that you love your man
It's when he tap you on your shoulder sayin'
Baby you ain't givin' me love

Unh you ain't never heard the 9 degrees
They my degrees on lovin' his philosophies
Unity the cornerstone that forms the one
Two ways to trust either all or none
Join honor and respect and form three laws
That hurtle four walls that define the first five of all
Harmony number six takes commitment
Seventh level is peace makes confidence
Balance like a figure eight joined at the hip
Infinity ninth reign never endin' trip
Don't just focus on what your eyes can see
Think clear believe give and receive

I do
Give him the love that he wants
I do
Give him the love that he needs
I do
Give him the love that he wants
I do
Give him the love that he needs

Chorus

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(exclusive mp3.com track)



This is a special song just for
Our fans on the internet
Sometimes you need that

Ha, tlc's back boy
Again and again
Woo

Ooh, i-i-i-i (i, i)
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, i-i-i-i
I-i-i-i-i

You and me (you and me)
Trading fantasies (uh huh)
Lying on the beach (yea)
Oooh baby (ooh, ooh baby)
I need you next to me (next to me)
Cuz i'm steadily (uh)
Craving all the things
That you gave to me (that you gave to me)
Ohhhh

Bridge:
Don't you wanna know the dreams that i go through
Picturing the things i want to show you
Tellin' me sweet things i want to hold you close to me (close to me)
I really don't care who knows i wanna break you
Off give it to you like i'm supposed to
Baby i, i can't take this no more
I want you

Chorus:
Take me
Cuz i want and i need that
Squeeze me
Then we'll know i like that
Tease me
I got to have you on me
I need that
Take me
Cuz i want and i need that
Squeeze me
Then we'll know i like that
Tease me
I got to have you on me
I need that

Constantly (huh)
I fantasize on how to be (how)
Your favorite lady (uh huh)
Ooooh ooh baby (ooh)
I wanna feel your energy (yea energy)
Just flowin' through me (flow through me)
Creatin' memories of how i know it could be (oh)

Bridge

Chorus

Chorus

Yo i keep it blazin' it's so amazin'
The occasion that i am raisin'
Mind body invasion
So who you savin' all that love for
Open up your mind explore
We'll make it hard-core
You can be the candy man
I'll be your candy store
Give you just a little more
Than what you bargained for
And if you ask me for some guidance
It's not a minus
I'll break it down to a science
Kitchen appliance
To what extent can you measure the true
Value of my 100 percent
When i'm unpassionate to you
Who thinks dollars and cents
I must confess i need that
Don't wake me up if i'm dreamin'
Because i'll be in that

Chorus

Chorus

(appears on the poetic justice soundtrack)



Hey, ha ha
There it goes
Yeah
'cause we's abouts to flow
There it is
For the fellas
There it is
That's it
That's right
There it is
For the fellas
Comin' back on the sexy tip
Ya know what i'm sayin'
Wit' no mo dresses for y'all
No mo dresses
My brother (brother)

Get it up
Get it up
Tlc is back on the mic
Ya know
Ha ha
Get it up...

Get it up
Get ready for a real good time
I'm gonna try to blow your mind
Can't ya see
You and me
It sounds so nasty
Get it up
Let your thang hang down
We could fool around
Don't ya know
I want you so (yeah)
Make me happy (oh)

Chorus:
Get it up
Get it up...
Get it up

Get it up
There is nothing wrong
With freakin' all night long
Me and you
We're in a groove
It feels good to me
Get it up
Leave your cares behind (just leave your cares behind)
Let me try to find
Find a spot (a spot)
To get you hot (ha ha)
Let me do you
Ooohhh...

Chorus

One time huh (ha ha ha...)
Whoo...there it is
Uh...there it is
Y'all know what it's like
Y'all know what i'm talkin' about too (ahh)
I know y'all done did that nasty

Yo
And the left is thinkin' about it
Just to think about it
Leaves your knees in tension
He's not tension loosen up enough
Enough to clenchin'
Whatever's mentioned (mention)
Not to mention what i hand you wit' in question
And a question at hand (there it is)
Are you ready to make me feel the definition of a man (man)
Man, is it hot or is it me (oh-whoa-hoa-hoa)
Me i guess
'cause when it comes to feelin' free
Ya free villains on civility my sexuality
A formality of reality
So don't touch me in the morning and walk away (walk away)
As i commence to yawnin' commence to stay (come on)
Stay up for the rest of the day (day)
Just enough for my tongue to play (play)
Play me back, back and forth (play)
Like a kiss (yo)
As i go a little somethin' like this

Ohhhh...
You make me wanna sing
Ohhhh...
Get me, get me up (yeah hey yeah)

Get it up, get it up
I wanna love you baby
I'll freak you all night
(love you baby
Get it up, get it up
I'll freak you all night
Get it up, get it up
I wanna love you baby
I'll freak you all night
Love you baby

Chorus

Chorus

Wit' no mo dresses for y'all
No mo dresses my brother
You have to be down if you wanna be our baby baby baby
Know what i'm sayin'
That's what i'm talkin' about
Baby baby baby, they got to be some fish out of the ocean

Paula cole & t-boz
(appears on paula cole's album "amen")



I want to be somebody
I want to make a difference

Little boy caught in a drive-by
Witnessed the killer who made his daddy die,
And 'cause he identified and signed the dotted line,
He could feel it in his stomach, he signed away his life
Little boy who once was the leader of his class
The little source of joy, always neatly dressed
Now would hang his head and be left crying at his desk,
Was found with his mother, lying in her lap
With two bullets in his chest

Bridge:
And, oh my god, what is this madness?
I will not let it kill my gladness
And, oh my god, what is this madness?
My joy inside will send this message

Chorus:
I want to be somebody
I want to make a difference,
For we all are children of the mother
I want to be somebody
I want to make a difference,
For we all are children of the father

Outspoken man, leading sisters and brothers,
Picked himself up from hustling, drugs and gutters
Doing time on the inside, he found a higher power
Now, back with a mission to help us help each other

Respected from bourgeoisie to homeless in the street
From universities, africa, the middle east
And through the threats of death he spoke truth and set men free
But the power of the truth made enemies of the weak
He was killed by his own people

Bridge

Chorus

Ignite this fire inside, this light that is the truth
Shake off the system's chains, no longer be their fool
In the face of brutality, show the other cheek
Trigger-happy policing will never kill our dignity

Bridge

Chorus

(appears on the album a laface family christmas)


Ha ha ha
Come here
Got a package.....
Wait, wait i know what i want for christmas
What you want?
I want t-boz to get me ah, some headphone sets
And i want left eye to make me a, uh, make me a fly dress!
Well merry christmas from tlc!

Chorus:
Let's have a very merry christmas
And a happy new year (a happy new year)
Give with love and joy and happiness
And lots of good cheer
I want you to have
A very merry christmas
And a happy new year ( a happy new year)
Filled with love and joy and happiness
And lots of good cheers

Just hear those sleigh bells jing-a-ling
Ring-ting-ting-a-ling too
It's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is fallin
And friends are calling you
It's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you

Chorus

Uh-huh reindeer, presents, happiness (yeah right, check it out...)
Giddiup, giddiup, giddiup and away we go
In winter wonderland
Off we ride in the snow (ho ho ho)
With the left everthing is grand
Sleigh ride if you like me baby
Don't be scared
Take my hand
T to the left eye c if you can take a glide
Giddiup the guts and step on up
So we can sleigh ride

Cheeks so nice and rosey
Comfy cosey we're in
We're snuggled up together
Like two birds of a feather would be
So let's take the road before us
Sing a chorus or two
C'mon it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Aaahh so let's have a

Chorus

Um jingle bells, batman smells
Robin laid a... (yeah right)
Up, up and away
If we're flyin in the sleigh
Home alone christmas eve
Make-believe it's time to play
So let's flow on this snow with a sack on my back
Cause santa's tryin to mack in his cadillac
Ridin' and a ridin'
But when it gets to decidin'
He's a slippin' and a slidin' in his own sleigh ride

A merry little christmas
Oh yeah, hey yeah
A merry little christmas
Oohh oohh

Baby don't you know i'm home
Don't wanna spend the night alone
A very merry christmas
Would ya wanna spend it with me
It's somethin in the way i care
About the times that we have shared
It's a very merry christmas
Would ya wanna spend it with me

Chorus

Let's have a very merry christmas (ho ho ho)

(dallas austin and tionne "t-boz" watkins)
1999 cyptron music/emi blackwood music (bmi) and grung girl music (ascap)
(appears on "unpretty" import single)



Left eye:
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

T-boz:
I wish i could tie you up in my shoes
Make you feel unpretty too
I was told i was beautiful
But what does that mean to you
Look into the mirror who's inside there
The one with the long hair
Same old me again today (yeah)

Chilli:
My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime i think i'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
I'm just trippin'

Chorus:
T-boz & chilli:
You can buy your hair if it won't grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make-up that mac can make
But if you can't look inside you
Find out who am i, too
Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty

Left eye:
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

T-boz & chilli:
Never insecure until i met you
Now i'm in stupid
I used to be so cute to me
Just a little bit skinny
Why do i look to all these things
To keep you happy
Maybe get rid of you
And then i'll get back to me (hey)

Chilli:
My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime i think i'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
I can't believe i'm trippin'

Chorus

Chorus

Left eye:
As i reflect back on what i've used and abused
And detect that i need some clues to get through
To those that accused me of never being true
I'll lose if i play into this game and never know the rules
So how do i bring out the me nobody sees
The forest for the trees, how 'bout the woman behind the weave
The light from within this life is the only real remedy
Or find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

Tlc:
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh)
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh)
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

Chorus

Chorus

Method man & left eye
(appears on method man's album "tical 2:judgement day")



All the children comin' into the light....
There will be....

Chorus:
Rock-a-bye baby
From the rooftop
When the guns blow
Your cradle gets rocked
When the earth quakes
And the sky start to fall
Down will come emcees
Fake shit and all

Rooftoppin' be the shell shot
The bomb drops
Aftershock blow your mother clock
To smitherines
Time stops
Flying guillotine
Comin' for your fly
What you mean you spilled the beans, huh?
Blacked out and thought i seen 'pac
Laced a big glock
What's a bird to a brother with a flock what
They got some nerve
They even try share the turf
On john j
Flap a nigga gay
With the word play
Hot neck shoot you with a gift
It's your birthday
God hatin' ugly in the worst way
Fuck 'em like the earth say
From first day
I surveyed the hassle
Death knockin' at your door
In the big apple
Meth rotton to the core
Shackled in the sound castle
The dungeon with vermin
In the form of emcees
Determined to step foot on god's soil
Not knowin' that these egg-heads
Come hard boiled
And heavy handed
The aliens have just landed
Any any way
Overthrow these niggas planet
Independence day
Felons get split melons
Homicide
Bug nigga's get the bug repellant
Insecticide
Johnny 5 take it worldwide
As long as i pledge allegiance
To the dark side
I never die
Who you know with a flow like this
Bring 'em in
What clan you know blow like this
Bring 'em in
Take dat nigga

There will be....

The sound of gun bursts
Put the foul in the turf
(foul in the turf)
You can't think planet from the my control theory
(my control theory)
Murder in the first bring 'em back down to earth
(back down to earth)
Ya'll niggas don't hear me prepare for the worst
(prepare for the worst)

Times gon' change
Nuttin' will remain the same
Million dollar broke niggas
Still fucked up in the game
Make me wanna choke niggas
Shittin' on my name
Tuck ya chain when i approach
Nigga go against the grain now
Can you stand the rain now
Die hard fan
Call me john john mcclain now
Snake verse the crane style
Death to the enemy
Wu brother number one
The centipede
Troublesome
Send 'em all to kingdom come
Sun still shine one
Time for your crooked mind
Drunk off of cheap wine
Son i'm in the street crime
Every word every line
Got juice very fine
Turn me loose on man kind
Detonate the land mine
Funk gets my go now
I'll never sell, never sold
Live by the code now
Never tell, never told
Darts i throw
Like clyde with the finger roll
Clutch shots and whatnot
This is where the buck stops
Still can't eat
And y'all still can't sleep
I elect myself as presidential emcee
Wu tang killa bee
The bee hive facility
In love with the blunt smoke
Even though it's killin' me
Bad vibes fillin' me with
Thoughts of conspiracy
Whitewater scandals
With bill clinton 'n hillary
Too hot to handle
Too well put together to dismantle
Fucker
You heard
Fucker...

There will be....

Excuse me as i kiss the sky
Catch me when i fall son
I'm too young to die
Me and lefty
That be the eye
Come touch me
If you don't know me
You'll never know me
Booster brady

En espanol
Me legs shocks on you
Man if you test me....
Fire upon your head
I say fire upon your chest
Man if you test i say
You feel exempt
Anybody want to contest me
As you reach for me
Check
Cocky.....
Check
Smarty boy contest me
Have to reach for me....

Chorus

A-yo
I got three-hundred and sixty
Degrees of self
That's mind, body, and spirit
120 degrees of peace
We gon' break it down into simple terms
That's 9 nigga 9
Highest level of change
Too many niggas sittin' on they ass
Waitin' for shit to just happen
Shit don't just happen
Don't fuck around and miss the boat
If you take away the negative
Make room for the positive
That's addin' and subtractin'
On the real
Niggas better learn they math
Cuz if my calculations serve me correct
I'm gonna fuck around and have all this shit
I'm on yo ass nigga
I'm on yo ass...

(appears on the album the house of groove:arista's most fierce tracks)



Yo mic check 1-2, 1-2
We in the house
Yeah come on

Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea

Thinkin' short of what you got
Better get it while it's hot
Ain't no better love than your own
Unmistakin' urge 2 be sexin' with society
How can you be happy alone

Bridge:
When i need 2 feel love
Why wait 4 so long
Cause i ain't 2 proud 2 beg
4 something that i call my own
And i want 2 be touched
And feeling so much because
Everybody needs some good lovin'

Chorus:
Yo if i need it in the morning or the middle of the night
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
If the lovin' is strong then he got it goin' on and
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
2 inches or a yard rock hard or if it's saggin'
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
So it ain't like i'm braggin' just join the paddywagon cause
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg, i ain't 2 proud 2 beg

Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud, i ain't 2 proud 2 beg

Screamin' loud and holdin' sheets
Scared that you'll be called a freak
Gotta let it go while you can
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg you see
Cause my man belongs 2 me
And i know that he understands

Bridge

Chorus

Chorus

Yo left eye kick that shit

Realize the realism of reality treats
Us both the same
Cause satisfaction is the name of this game
So i choose to explain it's evident
Left eye don't mean the rest of my body is irrelevant
In other words lets refresh your head
About pullin' down curtains and breakin' da waterbed
Yeah i like it when you (kiss)
Both sets of lips
Oooh on the tlc tip

I ain't 2 proud 2 beg
For what i call my own
Just you and me (uh)
Heyyyyyyyy

Bridge

Chorus

Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
Hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg no
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg no
Hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg no
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud, i ain't 2 proud 2 beg

I ain't 2 proud 2 beg
For what i call my own
Just you and me (uh)
Heyyyyyyyy
I ain't 2 proud, i ain't 2 proud 2 beg

Said i ain't 2 proud
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud, i ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
Yo, i ain't 2 proud
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud
I ain't 2 proud
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg

I ain't 2 proud 2 beg
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)

Hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
Hey hey hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
Hey yea hey yea
I ain't 2 proud 2 beg (no)
Hey hey hey yea hey yea

I ain't 2 proud 2 beg

(babyface)
1994 ecaf/sony songs, inc. (bmi)



Pssssttt
Hey hey
Yeah it's me again
But uh on this one
I really really want you
To check me out
I have a little special thang goin' on
All y'all might not be able to get with this
But uh those who can (yeah)
You know what it is
Could guess who i be (yeah)
And she be just like me (uh huh)

Take a good look at it
Look at it now
Might be the last time you'll
Have a go round
I'll let you touch it if you'd
Like to go down
I'll let you go further
If you take the southern route
Don't go too fast
Don't go too slow
You've got to let your body flow
I like 'em attentive
And i like 'em in control

Chorus:
Baby it's yours
All yours
If you want it tonight
I'll give you the red light special
All through the night
Baby it's yours
All yours
If you want it tonight
Just come through my door
Take off my clothes
And turn on the red light

I know that you want me i can
See it in your eyes
You might as well be honest 'cause the
Body never lies
Tell me your secrets and i'll
I'll tell you mine
I'm feelin' quite sexy
And i want you for tonight
If i move too fast just let me know
'cause it means you move too slow
I like some excitement
And i like a man that goes

Chorus

If you want me
Let me know it
I'll make time but
You've got to show it
If you need me
I want to see
But don't mistake me
I don't want you down on your knees
I need someone a real man
I need someone who understands
I'm a woman a real woman
I know just what i want
I know just who i am

Right about now
You should let me into your mind
A little deeper
And if i'm not there yet
Deeper (ha)
You may say
Who may this be
But it's okay cuz it's me
Who is she
Anything your mind can see

Chorus

I'll give you the red light special
All through the night
Baby it's yours
If you want it tonight
Just come through my door
Take off my clothes
And turn on the red light

I'll give you the red light special

Come through my door
Take off my clothes
And turn on the red light

(appears on the waiting to exhale soundtrack)



Not everybody knows just how to do it
Some just learn it on the way
Once you get it right, ain't nothin to it
If you wanna get it right, you gotta learn to pace
Make it smooth, take your time
Make it groove, in, out, in
Make it last, kiss, kiss, kiss,
Kiss my ---, ah, ah, ah

Chorus:
This is how it works
Wrap your hands around my body
This is how it works
Go due south and
This is how it works
Melt yourself into my body
This is how it works
Kiss my mouth

Some guys think they know the answers
Everybody knows how to make you scream
If most guys took time out their fantasies
Maybe we could stop our make believe
Make it smooth, take your time
Make it groove, in ,out, in
Make it last, kiss, kiss, kiss,
Kiss my ---, ah, ah, ah

Chorus

Ready set go, you don't have to know
We can take forever, learn together any flow
Touch me slow, watch it grow
Kiss the tip, gently flow, be my ho and take the show
We can watch it in slo mo, when the sweet & lo drips
Don't forget to let me wet my finger tips
Write love letters back & forth across your lips
Spread my hips, count to eighty, eighty ways, eighty trips
Make it smooth, take you time
One time for you mind, two times if ya tense baby let it unwind
Make it groove, in, out, in
Three counts let it bou--nce to the motherfucking ounce
Make it last, kiss, kiss, kiss
Here we go, now you know, 4th down, let if flow back around come on
Kiss my ---
Kiss my, kiss my , mm-wah

Chorus

(kevin briggs, kandi burruss, and tameka cottle)
1999 shek'em down music/hitco-music south (ascap)
Tam music/air control music, inc.
Emi april music (ascap)
Kandacy music tam music/air control music, inc.
Emi april music (ascap) and tony mercedes music (ascap)



A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a buster (busta, busta...)
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So (no)

I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and (no)
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time and (no)

Chorus:
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me

There's a scrub checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And i know that he cannot approach me
Cuz i'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trash
Can't get wit' no deadbeat ass
So (no) (yea, yea)

I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and (no)
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time (no)

Chorus

If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yes son i'm talking to you
If you live at home wit' your momma
Oh yes son i'm talking to you (baby)
If you have a shorty that you don't show love
Oh yes son i'm talking to you (yea yea yea yea...)
Wanna get with me with no money
Oh no i don't want no (oh)

No scrub (no scrub, no love)
No scrub (no no) (no scrub, no love)
No scrub (no no no no no)
No scrub (no no)
No

Chorus

Chorus

Left eye:
See, if you can't spatially expand my horizon
Then that leaves you in a class with scrubs never risin'
I don't find it surprisin'
If you don't have the g's
To please me and bounce from here to the coast of overseas
So, let me give you somethin' to think about
Inundate your mind with intentions to turn you out
Can't forget the focus on the picture in front of me
You as clear as dvd on digital tv screen
Satisfy my appetite with something spectacular
Check your vernacular
And then i get back to ya
With diamond like precision
Insatiable is what i envision
Can't detect acquisition
From your friend's expedition
Mr. big willy if you really wanna know
Ask chilli, could i be a silly ho
Not really, t-boz and all my senoritas
Is steppin' on your filas
But you don't hear me though

Chorus

Chorus

Da brat & t-boz
(appears on the album anuthatantrum & anuthafunkdafiedtantrum)



I had some problems
That no one could seem to solve them
But you had the answer
You told me to take a chance
And learn the ways of love my baby
And all that it has to offer
In time you will see that love won't let you down
Ohh, all my love baby

Hey baby it ain't gon' ever change
Between you and your boo
Put a hold on me ever since i held you
What compelled you to be my man
Besides passion and lust
You ran up on a real boo with understanding and trust
Ain't no comparison you leave all the rest behind
You blow my mind undercover
When you workin' my shine
You laid pipe unlike any other plumber
Took me shoppin' all day and at night, you kept it comin'
Made dinner collard greens, candied yams, and steak
Showed me the game how to import birds and chop weight
Caught a case cuz your boy ran his mouth too much.
And it's a disgrace how the pain felt to miss your touch
But as the days keep passin' keep it laughin' with stacks of letters
Hit you so you don't forget us
When you'd rather not be livin in the cella
Hella playa-haters want your occupation
But they can keep pacin' cuz
I'm gonna be waitin' on my baby

Chorus:
And all this love is waiting for you
My baby, sweet darlin'
And all this love is waiting for you
Don't worry about a thing just stay down
As long as you can hang i'm-a be around

Ran into your boy had heard he'd spread the word
That you was soft braggin' he collecting your cheese
And pissing me off
The first thought of committing a felony never left
I missed the big breaths you took when we waa puffin' the l
Just the little things you do with the bigger ones
I saw better sl 500's colorful gucci sweaters and leathers
Diamond letters i feel ya boo cuz i saved the sugar for you
Keep the business runnin' droppin' off keys in cancun
Cash rules and you remain to be the king of my throne
Position takin' flippin' calendar pages till you get home
Wanna blast your boy for snatchin' up my happiness
But i regret what'll happen to this dollar foundation
If i'm incarcerated too you can make it through
Rebel on the jealous who tell us the opposite of that
Forever you and brat
I tried to take the blame but you preferred to handle my fame
So i'm waitin' with open arms to rekindle the flame

Chorus

Chorus

Various artists & tlc
(appears on the panther soundtrack)



Now this is time for free your mind and your soul
Yo our official story has never been told
Ladies you got to demand what you want
And what we want is respect, right
Yo listen up on the track here
Cuz you'll also have to deal with it right
Freedom every time for the sisters
Check this watch this

A here we go now
Listen if i'm poompa moo
I'll be the ruler like slick rick
Get with this quick witted
Adidas-wearing chick
Poppa got a brand new bag
Momma got a brand new jag
A gold tag i ain't no old hag
I represent not only in the kitchen
And the bedroom room
But also in the board room
So give me more room
Deny my opportunity
You in jeopardy
Yo-yo set me free
Don't hinder me
Let me be

My fightin' for freedom
I got the heat in case you need 'em
I'm a straight soldier
Ain't nobody told you
Hold up on them lies
I know your games and your plans
Do whatever you can to oppress demand
But when it's time to drop the bomb
Bring the funk and it's on
You say you never met a sister so strong
You're wrong now how can we be free
It takes you and it takes me
To blend together in harmony
And peace and love and all of the above
Sisters coming together representing one love
No disrespect but we gotta get it together
No matter what's the weather
Sisters gotta stick together
If sisters be stronger
Don't let 'em steer you wrong
Hold on cuz sisters got it going on
Yeah

Chorus:
Let's free your mind and your soul
Don't let no guys go and take control
Because you're young and a you play the role
And our official story has never been told

Whoever said these are the things that you can do
And the things you ain't supposed to
So am i further when i think i'm getting closer
That's when i tend to think of rosa how was it
Took a seat to make a stand
But now in standing we've gotten more demanding
They never thought in planning
That a wish for us to sit would be a dose of
This fucking rollercoaster
Whether tradition or religion
Why you question my decision
Why you spend up all your time trying to
Get into my mind
Why everybody and they mama
Gots to add to all my drama mad drama
Hell if i'ma keep my dominating feministic hell
Creating crazysexycool black ass
In the palms of your player hater's stands
My only chance of being free is to fly within me
And it's illegal to kill a fucking eagle
A bird is never more important than my people
I guess we didn't need him so i took away his freedom

Chorus

My spiritual awareness leads me to believe
That you doubt in the sisters
That come with the peace we've been together
Since god created all of thee
African daughters celebration is in order
Pop the cork and give the champagne to the stork
That brought the lyte to my momma in new york
African i come again and again
You kick me down i get back up
I'm coming back in multiples of ten

You know where i come from
Slung from the belly of the beast
Used to speak african tongue
So i showed her next one bolder
Slung the devil over my shoulder
I'm getting over cuz i'm bolder than the next
I'm enlightened cuz i speak the real truth from the text
Who's next to flex with this s-i-s-t-e-r
The sun the moon the crest and the star
Wanna see how open you are

Chorus

Come and take a walk with me
Closer walk with thee
See what only i can see
Nobody knows the trouble i've seen
So it's back to the womb of everlasting life
And truth let the heaven of a
Sister embrace you and praise them other gods
Come into the light let it shine blackness is fine
The blackness of your skin
The blackness of your mind

I am who i am and that's who i be
And i don't give a damn if your eyes can't see
If you can't see what i can see
That you're blind baby bop
I'm a woman who's black so back up back up
Cuz it's on i'ma tell you strong what's wrong
With the world that we're living on
It ain't who you know it ain't what you drive
It's about how you feel about yourself
On the inside when your self-esteem is low
And they call you a ho then they think you's a ho
But that ain't what the lord god made you to be
I need you to see you're black and you're free

Chorus

Chorus

Chorus

(l.a. reid, babyface, daryl simmons)



A-yo what's up
This is left eye
Uhhh you know cuz the eye is right
Check out this phat remix kinda like slim fast
Baby baby baby
Ya know what i'm sayin'
T-boz won't you kick the ballistics

And you want my love
Well that's alright
Well it will be there for you morning, noon and night
But you gotta be good
And do it right
Ain't got no time for part-time lovin' in my life

Well you wanna be loved (uh)
Hey that's o.k.
Cause it falls in line right with my sexuality
But you gotta be down
A nickel gotta be true
Cause otherwise this "b" ain't got no time for you

Chorus:
Oh baby, baby, baby
I got so much love in me
Ooh (baby, baby,) baby, baby, baby
Cause if you're gonna get me off
You got to love me deep

Chorus

Well you want my heart (uh)
And all my time
Well it won't be there if you can't deal with my mind
Cause a girl like me (uh)
Won't stand for less
I require plenty conversation with my sex

Long as you know that i could have any man i want to
Baby that's actual and factual
But still i choose you to be with me
And work on me so you better not flake it up

Ohhhhhh

Chorus

Baby, baby, baby
Ain't got no time for the part-time lovin'
I got so much love in me
I gotta be loved
And that's o.k.

Baby, baby, baby
Cause if you're gonna get me off
You got to love me deep
(get me off)

Baby long as you know that i could have any man i want to
Baby that's actual and it's factual
But still i choose you to be with me
And work on me so you better not flake it up

Well you want my heart
And all my time
Well it won't be there if you can't deal with my mind
Cause a girl like me
I won't stand for less
I require plenty conversation with my sex

Excuse me if i put a lot on it
Dag gone it
As if you didn't know how much you want to really want it
In place it has effects in case your mind is in the gutter
I left the triple a's
And she surely don't stutter
A priviledge it is to be considered as a great
And you remind me of my past cuz they are very uplifting
And plan to give a little but a lot is what you want
And like my hat is to da back we can both sit down in front
I understand what a man is all about
You understand i can't have anybody else without a doubt
We understand that you as you i wouldn't want to be without
Understandin' is the key which holds a very large amount
And bein' that i am the kinda girl that i am
Heck just expect to be checked
Return the favor and the rest just flows
I'll be standin' on my toes as the rest turn into ho's

Chorus

I can have any man that i want to
Time and place that i choose to
But i think you know that i'd rather be here with you

Yeah
That's actual and factual
You're the one i seem to run back to
Just to get me off
You got to love me, got to love me, got to love me...

Salt-n-pepa, left eye, etc.
(appears on the songs of west side story)



Excuse me mr. officer
You think we're bad, huh?
You wanna clean up the streets, huh?
Well you better put society in handcuffs
Ha ha, you got a hard job

Music by bernstein
Lyrics by sondheim
I'm talkin' 'bout west side story
It's before my time
Police sweat me like the sharks & the jets
Because i do what i does
So they wanna hit me
If you let me
I'll explain the game
Clear my name
And show you ain't a damn thing changed
So don't criticize the way that i ball hey
This ain't broadway
We learned it the hard way

Dear kindly sergeant krupke
You gotta understand
It's just our bringin' upke
That gets us out of hand
Our mothers all are junkies
Our fathers all are drunks
Golly moses, naturally we're punks

Gee, officer krupke
We're very upset
We never had the love
That every child oughta get
We ain't no deliquents
We're misunderstood
Deep down inside us there is good

There is good!

There is good, there is good
There is untapped good
Like inside, the worst of us is good

You see, officer krupkee
You gotta have some compassion
You know, you always harrassin' me
But what you don't understand is
I come from a broken home
My momma don't care about me
My daddy don't care about me
And you always gettin' on my case
It ain't me homeboy
It's society

Dear kindly judge, your honour
My parents treat me rough
With all their marijuana
They won't give me a puff
They didn't wanna have me
But somehow i was had
Leapin' lizards, that's why i'm so bad

Right! officer krupke
You're really a square
This boy don't need a judge
He needs an analyst's care
It's just his neurosis
That oughta be curbed
He's psychologically disturbed

He's disturbed!

We're disturbed, we're disturbed
We're the most disturbed
Like we're psychologically disturbed

We out of our minds you know what i'm sayin'
Yeah, because we got problems
Deep down inside
I ain't got no analystic junk heap
And sit down on the couch
Then find out why i'm disturbed
I know why i'm disturbed
And you know what
I don't care
Cuz it's just like that
And that's just how it is
You know what i'm sayin'
That's the way it is
Crazy

Father is a bastard
My mom's an s-o-b
My grandpa's always plastered
My gramma pushes tea
My sister wears a moustache
My brother wears a dress
Goodness gracious, that's why i'm a mess

Officer krupkee you're really a slob
This boy don't need a doctor
Just a good honest job
Society played him a terrible trick
And socialogically he's sick

We are sick!

We are sick, we are sick
We are sick sick sick
Like we're sociologically sick

In other words
This is what happens when cousins marry
We are pendejo heads, inbred
Hey we're like chicano forrest gump's

Dear kindly social worker
They say go earn a buck
Like be a soda jerker
Which means like be a schmuck
It's not i'm antisocial
I'm only antiwork
Glory osky, now that's why i'm a jerk
Officer krupkee ya done it again
This boy don't need a doc
He needs a year in the pen
It ain't just a question of misunderstood
Deep down inside, he ain't no damn good

I'm no good!

We're no good, we're no good
We're no earthly good
Like the best of us is no damn good

The trouble is he's crazy
The trouble is he drinks
The problem is he's lazy
The trouble is he stinks
The trouble is he's growin'
The trouble is he's grown
Krupkee we've got troubles of our own

Gee, officer krupkee
We're down on our knees
Cuz no one wants a fella
With a social disease
Gee, officer krupkee
What are we to do
Gee, officer krupkee
Krup you!

Lil' kim featuring t-boz
(appears on the promo for "notorious k.i.m." by lil' kim)



Yea
This is it this is the one
That's what i'm talkin' about right here
Yo puff i don't think they ready for this one
They ain't ready
You ready?
No doubt
Yea me too
Let's do it

If gettin' money is a crime then i confess
It ain't about money i could care less
I used to be a b now i'm a c breast
I get em hard you handle the rest
My music like heartburn burn your chest
Like a nigga stick the axe inside your backs
You be like "what the fuck was that shit!"
Gimme some more i love my fans
Gotta make em dance
Would i ever make a whack joint
Not a chance
Show my male friends call me m&m's
Cuz my pussy melt in your mouth and not in your hands
Just a bad girl always rockin' dimes
With the see-who's-stockin' skaters with the lizzy's
Purpose with the deadbeats
Usually spited by my goldilocks
While first movin' flocks i'm movin' drops
Cop the ferrari when i'm roomin' the range
Two of the same it ain't a thang pocket the change
Now i'm just doin' my thing enjoyin' the fame
Why not ain't no other bitches hot in the game

Chorus:
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us

Lil' kim yeah everybody knows me
In a class by myself never where the ho's be
I just avoid where all my foes be
Cuz god damn muthafuckas is nosey
Wanna know what i'm wearing
What i'm drivin what i'm doin'
Where i hang out at who the fuck i'm screwin'
Damn i move way out to the boondocks
So i can have a little bit of privacy
You bought a tiny ass condo
Way across the water with a telescope
So you can spy on me
You clowns belong in the circus
Steady tryin' to hurt us
Tell me what's the purpose
They say i'm prejudice
The only presidents that i fuck with
Is the ones that's dead
Like the big heads
Never stingy with my benji's
Got enough dough to buy the west indies
Invest in fendi's own laurendi's
Start my own doll like mark & mindy's
Free all my niggas from the penitentiary
Yea keep puttin' out records till the turn of the century

Chorus

You got a 5 and i got a 6
Back it up
What's wrong with this picture nigga
Pack it up
I need a 6 figga nigga (uh huh)
Yours is big but mines is bigga
Cuz the benji's is what it's all about
Do my ladies know what i'm talkin' about
If my shoes cost more than your car
Ha don't expect to get far
You the kinda nigga that like to plot
Call your friends tell em that you hit the jackpot
I keep razors in my bras
For all you womanizers
That's how much i despise it's up
I don't get it i ain't wit it
Can't see how other woman did it
Niggas screamin' gimme
Can't get a penny
Yea i got plenty
But you ain't got any?
Now picture me takin' my hard earned money
Throwin' it away by spendin' it on a dummy
All he gon' do is spend it on another honey
I say let the nigga stay bummy
I don't need a nigga i jerks it out
Take it old school and smurf it out
Give me a b and i'll merk it out
Niggas know qb gon' work it out!

Chorus

Chorus

Nobody
As we proceed to give you what you need
In 2000 baby
And we rock on and on
All hail the queen
All hail the king
Big forever and we won't stop
Roc-a-fella
Undeas
Lil' ceasar

Goodie mob & tlc
Appears on the album "world party"



Now t-l-c will challenge goodie mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say "what it is"
You scream "what it ain't"

1999 (yeah)
Tlc, the m-o-b
Goodie mob
The synergy of ghetto sounds
For the y-2-g

What you wanna do wit it
What it is and what it ain't (what)
Either you bring it (we gon' bring it)
Or you can't
Sometimes it gets kinda messy (sometimes)
Out there
But we get by (what you wanna do wit' it)
One day at a time

I still go eat
At waffle house
After 112
When i go out
Where do you hang
Or do you slang
Or wear a chain
Or platinum rings
I still maintain
My ghetto side i
Keep my pride
Get on my ride
20 inch rims
I sport a brim
Hang with my girls
Go to the mall
Around the world
And keep your change
The finest things
Will still remain so

Bridge:
Oooooh
Don't even look from across the room
You don't know enough about this world to
Ever get it on with me
Or hang out where i do
Ooooooh
Don't even look from across the floor
You don't have rhyme enough for no tour
To come upon a girl like me
And that's not a possibility

She's a built plastic girl
I'm a big boss man
I like old model cars and big sedans
You like two doors
Funding their clothes and rolls
I sit on the porch
Sip some and pose
I like the 9
When you're humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets while you preferred the lows
Tonight i'm choose cuz ya already chose
It's grown folk business and i'll run the floor

Chorus:
Cuz you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you ain't hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly enuff for me
And you're too tight with your money
Cuz you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you ain't hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly enuff for me
And you're too tight with your money

Shit my baby is still ghetto like hot fries
I come from lovin' niggas
And give 20/20
With his bloodshot eyes
Got turned into gold
Went from two o's to thirty two lows
Which is enough to buy a rolls
Ain't but nobody knows
Stay in my place
Keep my diamonds out of your face
You wanna be with this player
Got to play at my pace
I'm slum but i can still cum
Over there where you're from
If you want some bullshit you better buy you some

Bridge

Shorty where your booty (shorty)
Shorty where your gold teeth
Shorty where your long nails
Shorty where your fake hair
Shorty got the attitude
All up in the news
To represent the 90's girl
You the oldies too
I got your back you got the front
It's time we pull it off in the woods
With the bump on them dubs ain't no scrubs
Don't conceal i'm a ghetto millionaire
Can you see me gettin' it clear
I'ma keep on servin' here like i'm supposed to baby

Chorus

What
Don't be suffocatin' my pockets
While i'm recessitatin' these topics
Like bring your g's where your loot
You're lookin' real dumb when you get the boot
What it is my road to me
Come from some of the hardest of streets
Me custom navigate to the club
With some of the hardest of beats
What it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that i've been through
Cuz i'ma keep doin' all the things that i gots to do
Damn it i'll put your ass to work
Comb your nappy head till it hurts

Where those saints stop
These are the ropes
Take your wealth up the street
Or you might hurt your throat
You know you're ghetto
When you don't show up in court
For not payin' your child support
Or you too bullshit for me
You act like you're too good to eat
At church's, popeye's, and hartz
I shop at walter's bright creek
In the mall where it's steep and deep
I hang out in bank head
You prefer buckhead
Your favorite color is hot pink
I love that thing

Chorus

Chorus

Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez
(appears on 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 motherf.... 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'
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
Y'all 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
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 your pants flat
I be's 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 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 ain't takin' that trip
If you ain't 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 don't stop

Chorus

Y'all see, how these bogus mistas try not to notice the dopest sistas
Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get that ass up out the kitchen
Listen carefully i don't give a damn if you don't 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, vv's and m3's
Vt's 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
Tonight's the night for the ladies we keepin' it tight

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
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...
Y'all can't see us from elektra to undeas
Aaaaoooowwww...wanna be us
Heh i'm out he, ooh

Ladies night, ladies night...