Queen Latifah - Ladies First Lyrics
[queen latifah]The ladies will kick it, the rhyme that is wickedThose that dont know how to be pros get evictedA woman can bear you, break you, take youNow its time to rhyme, can you relate toA sister dope enough to make you holler and scream[monie love]Ayo, let me take it from here, queen...Excuse me but I think Im about doTo get into precisely what I am about to doIm conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clueSo listen very carefully as I break it down for youMerrily merrily merrily merrily hyper happy overjoyedPleased with all the beats and rhymes my sisters have employedSlick and smooth throwing down the sound totally a yesLet me state the position: ladies first, yes? (yes)(yeah, theres going to be some changes in here)[monie love]Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you seeI know all the fellas out there will agree with meNot for being one but for being with oneBecause when its time for loving its the woman that gets someStrong, stepping, strutting, moving onRhyming, cutting, and not forgettingWe are the ones that give birthTo the new generation of prophets because its ladies first[queen latifah]I break into a lyrical freestyleGrab the mic, look into the crowd and see smilesCause they see a woman standing up on her own twoSloppy slouching is something I wont doSome think that we cant flow (cant flow)Stereotypes, they got to go (got to go)Im a mess around and flip the scene into reverse(with what? ) with a little touch of ladies firstWho said the ladies couldnt make it, you must be blindIf you dont believe, well here, listen to this rhymeLadies first, theres no time to rehearseIm divine and my mind expands throughout the universeA female rapper with the message to send theQueen latifah is a perfect specimen[monie love]My sister, can I get some?[queen latifah]Sure, monie love, grab the mic and get dumb[monie lovie]Yo, praise me not for simply being what I amBorn in l-o-n-d-o-n and sound americanYou dig exactly where Im coming fromYou want righteous rhyming, imma give you someTo enable you to aid yourself and get paidAnd the material that has no meaning I wish to slayPay me every bit of your attentionLike mother, like daughter, I would also like to mentionI wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythmOf which is now systematically givenDesperately stressing Im the daughter of a sisterWhos the mother of a brother whos the brother of anotherPlus one more; all fourHave a job to do, we doing itRespect due, to the mother whos the root of itAnd next up is me, the m-o-n-i-e l-o-v-eAnd Im first cause Im a l-a-d-i-e[queen latifah]Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harderCooling on the scene with my european partnerLaying down track after track, waiting for the climaxWhen I get there, thats when I taxThe next man, or the next womanIt doesnt make a difference, keep the competition comingAnd Ill recite the chapter in verseThe title of this recital is ladies first
