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Teksty: Bobby Valentino. Table Dance.

Ooh, I just wanna table dance

You'se a booty shakin' pro, keep my pants and [unverified] low
Got me orderin' up more singles than on the datin' show
You my favorite, I'm yo' regular customer
I love it when yo' top disappear like a convertible

You jerk it and twurk it, so you can keep yo purse thick
Neva for the girls get to work, an early bird chick
Got teachers, preachers, lawyers and retire men
That love to see you slide down that pole like a fireman

What I gotta do, what I gotta do
I just wanna table dance
Shakin' that thang, shakin' that thang
Off in this place

What I gotta do, what I gotta do
I just wanna table dance
Startin' this thang, shakin' that thang
Shakin' that thang

Monday night in the club and I'm feelin' good
Got a pocket full of money like a playa should
Walk in the club and it's lookin like a video

I see you shakin and poppin girl, drop it low
I see you watchin' me, watchin' you got me twisted
Bring me the Henny and the coke and then you mix it
Girl, come over here, I got something to tell you, yeah yeah

You're my favorite girl
(I come to the booty club just to see you)
You're my favorite girl
('Cause can't nobody whip the thang like you do)

What I gotta do, what I gotta do
I just wanna table dance
Shakin' that thang, shakin' that thang
Off in this place

What I gotta do, what I gotta do
I just wanna table dance
Startin' this thang, shakin' that thang
Shakin' that thang

Spend a 50, spend a 100, dawg, spend a stack
Tell the DJ play my record then bring it back
8 inch stiletto, Queen Mcghetto

Touch from yo' neck to ankle
Don't nobody move like you
Spend all my dough, on leave wit you
And when the party's over, I gotta take you home

You're my favorite girl
(I come to the booty club just to see you)
You're my favorite girl
('Cause can't nobody whip the thang like you do)

If you ain't tippin', then you trippin'
It's a two dance minimum
Last chance for romance ladies and gentlemen
I stay in the strip club, that's what a playa cause
Ten thou worth of ones, I'm 'bout to throw on Suga

She poppin' and dropping live right in front of me
Laid back on her back, legs spread so I can see
Part time dancer, part time mother
Part time student, she a full time hustla
And that's why I love her

What I gotta do, what I gotta do
I just wanna table dance
Shakin' that thang, shakin' that thang
Off in this place

What I gotta do, what I gotta do
I just wanna table dance
Startin' this thang, shakin' that thang
Shakin' that thang

Magic City, man, the number 1 strip club in Atlanta, man
Get yo' mind right, Monday night live
Don't get it twisted, still lookin' for that bread
Mix tape get yo' mind right
DJ Nandi on the ones and twos