Be My Private Dancer lyrics

Intro: Astrid
Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup? You know your
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
Boys are back, Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx.
What I'm sayin'? There ain't no more motherfuckin'
Cheerleading goin' on, so DROP THAT SHIT!!

Chorus (2x):
I got some money if that's the answer!
Come and be my private dancer! (3x)

Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone?
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
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
Bitch, you know you got me in the zone
Butt-booty naked, dancin' on my solo
Even put some money in your pocket
I'm on bone, can't wait to get it on
I'll do anything for you, please let me knock it
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

You and me exclusively
Come on, bitch, let's have a party
I really wanna be with you
Sex is what you're all about
And I want you to turn me out
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 gots to know, I need an answer
I'm lookin' for the one to take me home
Would you be my private dancer?

Chrous

[Marquis] What your mama gave ya shouldn't be cherished
Verse 3
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
Titties so big, yo, I can't believe it
Put 'em in my face, 'cause that's where I love 'em
I also like the major cleavage
She even got my name tattooed on one of 'em
[Kid Ice] Let me fuck, you know I am
So where you from, you sexy thing,
Bitch, what's my name? (Chinaman!)
So keep on dancin' and don't you stop
'Cause it ain't over 'till a nigga nut'!
'Cause it's that time to show that thing
I gots to know, I need an answer
Come and be my private dancer!

Chorus