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2 Live Crew - Be My Private Dancer lyrics
Intro: Astrid Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup? You know your boys are back, Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx. They droppin' some new shit; and ain't about all that bullshit y'all been hearin' for the last two or three years, you know what I'm sayin'? There ain't no more motherfuckin' cheerleading goin' on, so DROP THAT SHIT!! Chorus (2x): Come and be my private dancer! (3x) I got some money if that's the answer! Verse 1: Brother Marquis Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone? My bitch done left me home alone Dance for me in privacy, So no one else can bother me Fantasies of a centerfold So very beautiful but yet so bold Picture me and you on a photo Butt-booty naked, dancin' on my solo Bitch, you know you got me in the zone I'm on bone, can't wait to get it on I'll do anything for you, please let me knock it Even put some money in your pocket Don't overcharge or play with my heart I got cash or a credit card Don't make me beg for a piece of ass All I want is a private dance! Chorus Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice Come on, bitch, let's have a party You and me exclusively Sex is what you're all about And I want you to turn me out I really wanna be with you I get hot after seein' you Especially when you shake that ass You keep me goin' when you shake it fast Come on, take me for a ride The freaks are out and it's on tonight Show me shots Miami style Butterfly, then open wide So when it's over and I'm alone I'm lookin' for the one to take me home I gots to know, I need an answer Would you be my private dancer? Chrous Verse 3 [Marquis] What your mama gave ya shouldn't be cherished Show me a shot, baby, don't be embarrassed The way you move is real funky Let me sit in that saddle and ride that donkey I also like the major cleavage Titties so big, yo, I can't believe it Put 'em in my face, 'cause that's where I love 'em She even got my name tattooed on one of 'em [Kid Ice] Let me fuck, you know I am Bitch, what's my name? (Chinaman!) So keep on dancin' and don't you stop 'Cause it ain't over 'till a nigga nut'! So where you from, you sexy thing, 'Cause it's that time to show that thing I gots to know, I need an answer Come and be my private dancer! Chorus |
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