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2 Live Crew - Table dance lyrics

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Table dance by 2 Live Crew

( ) = woman's line
[ ] = Mr. Mixx
Chorus (4x): Brother Marquis
(Can a b**ch do a table dance? Can a b**ch do a table dance?) Hell no!!
(Can a b**ch do a table dance? Can a b**ch do a table dance?) Get out my face, hoe!
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
I don't give my riches to the b**ches!
Shake-dancin' ain't nothin' but trickin'
Ten dollars, too much to give 'em
I done had my two-drink minnimum
I watch from a distance so I can see,
Now Charles kickin' me out the VIP?
b**ches callin' me cheap
While they trick as they dancin' in minks
Hoe, you must be crazy
I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin' miss daisy
I want a quick feel, a cheap thrill -
But I ain't payin' no pussy bills!
If you got mouths to feed,
b**ch, you better recognize a dick in need
'Cause I'm a 3-piece nigga, b**ch, I don't play
I want the pussy, a place to stay, but I don't pay!
[Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!]
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
Booty clubs where niggas go
Spendin' flow for stripper hoes
And table-tops cost five dollars
If the hoe ain't cute, don't even bother
b**ch, come clean from beginnin'
Drop them strings and skin to win
She gotta show pink to get paid
And I don't want a hoe who's always afraid
I'll flip that hoe like a script
'Cause for all that flow, niggas might trip
'Cause pussy's a man's best friend
And she gotta keep shakin' 'till the record ends
'Cause I like them stripper hoes
The ones from Rolexx and Coco's
So come on, make ya pussy pop
And I keep on gettin' them table-tops!
{spoken} C'mon, girl, now, show me a shot now ... aaight!
[Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!]
Verse 3: Brother Marquis
Serve me out your best dick-sucker
Much money as I'ma spend in this motherf**ker?
You holler "No cash, no ass!"
[Well then b**ch, I pass!]
'Cause I ain't givin' up no cash!
[Hell naw!] Not to see YO' funky ass!
You wanna dance? Don't sewat it!
If I f**k for free, then you can dance on credit
Trick-ass niggas just spoil 'em
Payin' 'em more than the club that employs 'em
Checkin' that booty movin'
To me it's just a form of prostitution
Niggas be wreckin' theyself,
Thinkin' they got that b**ch to theyself?
Well I sit back and relax
But tell b**ches with babies they need to work for food stamps
You can pop that pussy tax-free,
But you won't get sh*t from me!
[Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!]
Verse 4: Brother Marquis
I'm lookin' for a crib for the weekend
I ain't got no ends, but I wanna see the skins
I want mine for the low price
I heard b**ches dance free on amateur night!
Shakin' what they mama f**k fo'
When your mama was a hoe, did she get dough?
Don't ask me for a dance; I don't need one
I got 99 problems and a b**ch ain't one
I'm freakin' on like the next man
When you take this cash, I'm lookin' up yo' ass!
[Pussy pay the bills, dick pay the rent!]
All I got is a thanks and a compliment
Usin' it like a weapon
b**ches gettin paid for sex and affection
f**k you and your conversation!
I ain't makin' no f**kin' donations!
[Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!]
[All you hoes get on DOWN!!]
During chorus:
[Hop wid it!!]
[Hey! Take it to the ground!]
[Hop wid it!]
[Get on down!]

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