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Rock Chris Table Dance

thang I'll give you a table dance But you're white And you're cute This is a great table dance Hey, you like that? I love it! This table dance makes

a table dance! [Chris Rock] But you're white! [Stripper] And you're cute. (They start to get it on) [Chris Rock] This is a great table dance! [Stripper

!! [Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice] She danced on the table, I poured with sweat Put my hand in my pocket, pulled out a bet She laid on the table, then opened

it Bring that pussy over here, here, oh shit She danced on the table, I poured with sweat Put my hand in my pocket, pulled out a bet She laid on the table

but Chris Rock Said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne room' Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling Down, type of tears that money couldn't buy Just 'cause she dances

go "night-night" for the right price So I suggest you show respect if you like life Cause the white is how I made loochie Them big rocks got em like Chris Rock

y'all be doin' Turn up my symphony, man. Turn up my symphony! Drop a BEAT!) [Chorus] Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance

group except brown man not blue man Yeah figs on a table, call me Mabel Dodge Luhan Two man in Peggy Noonan's booty with Bruce Banner While Ann Coulter rocks

all be doin' Turn up my symphony, man. Turn up my symphony! Drop a BEAT!) [Chorus] Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance