2 live crew - be my private dancer lyrics
intro: astrid
hey y’all motherf-ckers out there, wh-ssup? you know your
boys are back, fresh kid ice, brother marquee and mr. mixx.
they droppin’ some new sh-t; and ain’t about all that bullsh-t
y’all been hearin’ for the last two or three years, you know
what i’m sayin’? there ain’t no more motherf-ckin’
cheerleading goin’ on, so drop that sh-t!!
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 b-tch 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
b-tt-booty naked, dancin’ on my solo
b-tch, 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 -ss
all i want is a private dance!
chorus
verse 2: fresh kid ice
come on, b-tch, let’s have a party
you and me exclusively
s-x 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 -ss
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
b-tterfly, 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 embarr-ssed
the way you move is real funky
let me sit in that saddle and ride that donkey
i also like the major cleavage
t-tties 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 f-ck, you know i am
b-tch, what’s my name? (chinaman!)
so keep on dancin’ and don’t you stop
’cause it ain’t over ’till a n-gg- nut’!
so where you from, you s-xy 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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