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