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Bobby Valentino

Genres: Hip-Hop

Table Dance Lyrics - Bobby Valentino

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 

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