Ladies First - Radio Edit

Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
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 The ladies will kick it the rhyme that is wicked
 Those that don't know how to be pros get evicted
 A woman can bear you break you take you
 Now it's time to rhyme, can you relate to
 A sister dope enough to make you holler and scream
 Ayo, let me take it from here Queen excuse me but I think I'm about
 To get into precisely what I am about to do
 I'm conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clue
 So listen very carefully as I break it down for you
 Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily hyper happy overjoyed
 Pleased with all the beats and rhymes, my sisters have employed
 Slick and smooth throwing down the sound totally a yes
 Let me state the position, ladies first, yes? Yes
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you see
 I know that all the fellas out there will agree with me
 Not the being one but the being with one
 Because when it's time for loving it's the woman that gets some
 Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on
 Rhyming, cutting, and not forgetting
 We are the ones that give birth, to the new generation of prophets
 'Cause it's ladies first
 I break into a lyrical freestyle
 Grab the mic, look at the crowd and see smiles
 'Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two
 Sloppy slouching is something I won't do
 Some think that we can't flow (can't flow)
 Stereotypes, they got to go (got to go)
 I'm a mess around and flip the scene into reverse
 (With what?) With a little touch of "Ladies First"
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 (Yeah, there's going to be some changes made here)
 Who said that the ladies couldn't make it, you must be blind
 If you don't believe, well here, listen to this rhyme
 Ladies first, there's no time to rehearse
 I'm divine and my mind expands throughout the universe
 A female rapper with the message to send the Queen Latifah is a perfect specimen
 My sister, can I get some?
 Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb
 Yo, praise me not for simply being what I am
 Born in L-O-N-D-O-N and sound American
 You dig exactly where I'm coming from
 You want righteous rhyming, I'ma give you some
 To enable you to aid yourself and get paid
 And the material that has no meaning I wish to slay
 Pay me every bit of your attention
 Like mother, like daughter, I would also like to mention
 I wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythm
 Of which is now systematically given
 Desperately stressing, I'm the daughter of a sister
 Who's the mother of a brother who's the brother of another, plus one more
 All four, have a job to do, we doing it, respect due
 To the mother who's the root of it
 And next up is me, the M-O-N-I-E L-O-V-E, and I'm first 'cause I'm a L-A-D-I-E
 Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder
 Cooling on the scene with my European partner
 Laying down track after track, waiting for the climax
 When I get there, that's when I tax
 The next man, or the next woman
 It doesn't make a difference, keep the competition coming
 And I'll recite the chapter in verse
 The title of this recital is "Ladies First"
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Ooh, ladies first, ladies first
 Step out into the night
 Queens of civilization are on the mic
 The scene is right, the crowd is hype
 I expel the wack and those who bite
 Why, 'cause I'm that type, swaying with beats 45 King style
 He wants me to sing but I swing, so meanwhile
 A footnote for the opposite sex
 Monie ripped the mic, I rocked it next
 Plex, you never catch me at my worst
 You get the drift? It's ladies first