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Chorus (4x): Brother Marquis
Can a b*tch do a table dance?
Can a b*tch do a table dance?
Hell no!!
Can a b*tch do a table dance?
Can a b*tch do a table dance?
Get out my face, hoe!
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
I don't give my riches to the girls!
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?
girls 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 p*ssy bills!
If you got mouths to feed,
b*tch, you better recognize a d*ck in need
'Cause I'm a 3-piece nigg*, b*tch, I don't play
I want the p*ssy, a place to stay, but I don't pay!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that p*ssy!!
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Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
Booty clubs where go
Spendin' flow for stripper hoes
And table-tops cost five dollars
If the hoe ain't cute, don't even bother
b*tch, 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, might trip
'Cause p*ssy'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 p*ssy 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 p*ssy!!
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Verse 3: Brother Marquis
Serve me out your best d*ck-sucker
Much money as I'ma spend in this motherfker?
You holler "No cash, no ass!"
Well then b*tch, 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 fk for free, then you can dance on credit
Trick-ass 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
be wreckin' theyself,
Thinkin' they got that b*tch to theyself?
Well I sit back and relax
But tell girls with babies
they need to work for food stamps
You can pop that p*ssy tax-free,
But you won't get s**t from me!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that p*ssy!!
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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 girls dance free on amateur night!
Shakin' what they mama fk 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*tch ain't one
I'm freakin' on like the next man
When you take this cash, I'm lookin' up yo' ass!
p*ssy pay the bills, d*ck pay the rent!
All I got is a thanks and a compliment
Usin' it like a weapon
girls gettin paid for sex and affection
fk you and your conversation!
I ain't makin' no fkin' donations!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that p*ssy!!
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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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