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 do 
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)

(Yeah, there's going to be some changes in here)

Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you see 
I know all the fellas out there will agree with me 
Not for being one but for 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 because it's Ladies First

I break into a lyrical freestyle 
Grab the mic, look into 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"

Who said 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, Imma 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"