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2 Live Crew Miscellaneous Strip Club 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 all o' y'all comin' in the strip club, lookin' at all this pussy, 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 bitches 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 bitch is on stage, showin' the pink Oh, what a sight to see! It looked like the pussy just winked at me They'll do anything for a tip Like table-top dance, or even grab your dick 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'fuckers, the one over there makin' her pussy jump and shit? Two pussies in one? Aaight. Y'all - y'all repeat after me ... Bring that pussy over here, heeeere! [Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!] Verse 2: Brother Marquis Chillin' late night, I was drunk as fuck A nigga bored as hell, so I hit the club Gave a bitch 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 nigga start' to think If that bitch in here swallows 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: Damn, Mixx, get yo' face out that pussy! Hey, Marquis, what you doin', man? You not supposed to be doin' that! Know you got pussy like that there! Hold on, hold on, man, hold on, we got - y'all really with us now, okay, let's say it! Bring that pussy over here, heeeere! Fellas say it! [Bring that pussy 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 pussy, which made my dick rise She went crazy, and I got loose Gave her a 20 and the pussy juiced It's the boys' night out, and we're lookin' for fun Look out, man, 'cause here she comes! Luke: Hold on, hold on, hold on, Chris, you gave her a 20? You buyin' pussy, man. That's against the law. You know we got locked up one time already. Hey, hey, hey, don't buy no pussy. Okay, fellas, y'all ready to get some new hoes? Let's go! Everybody say Bring that pussy over here, heeeere! [Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!] Leeme hear ya say bring that pussy over here, heeeere! [Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!] Now that we done got all the pussy, now y'all know, we gotta take some of these hoes home, 'cause uh, this hotel gets a little lonely, and we needs to fuck! |
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