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Luke (in front of an audience):
As you know, we are now in the strip club, in ... Magic City.
(beeper goes off)
Ohh - somebody's beeper goin' - yo, oh hey hey hey, hold on.
Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah.
((the beat starts)
They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight.
I ain't seen allo' y'all comin' in the strip club,
lookin' at all this p*ssy, me and the boys,
me and 2 Live Crew, Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice.
You know we at Magic City Lounge, ladies and gentlemen;
if y'all don't know where it's located, it's in Atlanta.
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
The strip club is the place to hang
Just watchin' all the girls just throwin' that thang
In a smoke-filled room, filled with noise
On a special night just for the boys
I'll be sittin' at a table, just sippin' on a drink,
While the b*tch is on stage, showin' the pink
Oh, what a sight to see!
It looked like the p*ssy just winked at me
They'll do anything for a tip
Like table-top dance, or even grab your d*ck
With my money in hand, lookin' for fun
Look out, man, 'cause here she comes!
Luke:
Hey, hey, hey, hey, y'all wanna get them four girls over there?
Them four FINE mu'fkers, the one over there makin' her p*ssy jump and s**t?
Two p*ssies in one? Aaight. Y'all - y'all repeat after me ...
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
Chillin' late night, I was drunk as fk
A nigg* bored as hell, so I hit the club
Gave a b*tch five for a table-top dance
She took off her g-string and shook her ass
Baby, all that? You got to work harder!
Do some backflips to make me harder!
So I called the waitress, gimme a drink!
And by that time, a nigg* start' to think
If that b*tch in here sw*llows bottle tops,
I know she could make me hard as a rock
So shake ya booty, girl, smack the devil and raise the flag
And let Marquis bless and watch that ass!
Luke:
d*mn, Mixx, get yo' face out that p*ssy!
Hey, Marquis, what you doin', man?
You not supposed to be doin' that!
Know you got p*ssy like that there!
Holdon, hold on, man, hold on, we got -
y'all really with us now, okay, let's say it!
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Fellas say it!
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Ohh shiit!!
Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice
She danced on the table, I poured with sweat
Put my hand in my pocket, pulled out a bet
She laid on the table, then opened her thighs
No hairs on the p*ssy, which made my d*ck rise
She went crazy, and I got loose
Gave her a 20 and the p*ssy juiced
It's the boys' night out, and we're lookin' for fu
nLook out, man, 'cause here she comes!
Luke:
Hold on, hold on, hold on, Chris, you gave her a 20?
You buyin' p*ssy, man.That's against the law.
You know we got locked up one time already.
Hey,hey, hey, don't buy no p*ssy.
Okay, fellas, y'all ready to get some new hoes?
Let's go! Everybody say
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Leeme hear ya say bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Bring that p*ssy over here, heeeere!
Now that we done got all the p*ssy, now y'all know,
we gotta take some of these hoes home,
'cause uh, this hotel gets a little lonely, and we needsto fk!