2 Live Crew - Strip Club Lyrics
[luke] (in front of an audience):As you know, we are now in the strip club, in ... magic city.(beeper goes off)Ohh - somebodys beeper goin - yo, oh hey hey hey, hold on.Yeah, thats the one by me, yo. yeah.((the beat starts)They just dont know, Im in the strip club tonight.I aint seen allo yall comin in the strip club,Lookin at all this *****, 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 yall dont know where its located, its in atlanta.Verse 1: [fresh kid ice]The strip club is the place to hangJust watchin all the *****es just throwin that thangIn a smoke-filled room, filled with noiseOn a special night just for the boysIll be sittin at a table, just sippin on a drink,While the ***** is on stage, showin the pinkOh, what a sight to see!It looked like the ***** just winked at meTheyll do anything for a tipLike table-top dance, or even grab your dickWith my money in hand, lookin for funLook out, man, cause here she comes![luke]:Hey, hey, hey, hey, yall wanna get them four girls over there?Them four fine mu*****ers, the one over there makin her ***** jump and shit?Two pussies in one? aaight. yall - yall repeat after me ...Bring that ***** over here, heeeere!Bring that ***** over here, heeeere!Verse 2: [brother marquis]Chillin late night, I was drunk as *****A nigga bored as hell, so I hit the clubGave a ***** five for a table-top danceShe took off her g-string and shook her assBaby, 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 thinkIf that ***** in here swallows bottle tops,I know she could make me hard as a rockSo shake ya booty, girl, smack the devil and raise the flagAnd let marquis bless and watch that ass![luke]:Damn, mixx, get yo face out that *****!Hey, marquis, what you doin, man?You not supposed to be doin that!Know you got ***** like that there!Holdon, hold on, man, hold on, we got -Yall really with us now, okay, lets say it!Bring that ***** over here, heeeere!Fellas say it![bring that ***** over here, heeeere!]Ohh shiit!!Verse 3: [fresh kid ice]She danced on the table, I poured with sweatPut my hand in my pocket, pulled out a betShe laid on the table, then opened her thighsNo hairs on the *****, which made my dick riseShe went crazy, and I got looseGave her a 20 and the ***** juicedIts the boys night out, and were lookin for fuNlook out, man, cause here she comes![luke]:Hold on, hold on, hold on, chris, you gave her a 20?You buyin *****, man.thats against the law.You know we got locked up one time already.Hey,hey, hey, dont buy no *****.Okay, fellas, yall ready to get some new hoes?Lets go! everybody sayBring that ***** over here, heeeere![bring that ***** over here, heeeere!]Leeme hear ya say bring that ***** over here, heeeere![bring that ***** over here, heeeere!]Now that we done got all the *****, now yall know,We gotta take some of these hoes home,cause uh, this hotel gets a little lonely, and we needsto *****!
