Table Dance - Boyz N Da Hood, T-Pain

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Yeah, yeah

You know we had something for the hoes right

Boyz 'N' Da Hood, T-pain

She’s coming straight up out of her pants

The money is flying out of my hands

But I can’t never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Her booty’s got me in a trance

But I ain’t trying to spent a hundred grand

Oh, I can never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Hey hey, I’m mouthing magic city chilling

Smoking on some sticky sticky

I saw this bitch’s name Cinnamon

She’s looking like she’s edible

I throw the deuces, cosin', goosin'

Watch her pop a coochi, coochi

She walks like she’s from Houston

With no ass in Massachusetts

She’s shaking it and making it wobble

Looking like one of them next top models

She left me with no truck but took dollar after dollar

Coca Cola bottle body but she’s body, body

But I doubt it if I’ma take her home

'Cause I ain’t trying to make her moan

She’s coming straight up out of her pants

The money is flying out of my hands

But I can’t never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Her booty’s got me in a trance

But I ain’t trying to spent a hundred grand

Oh, I can never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Table dance she’s coming out of her pants

When she drops it in my lap, my minor flies up my hand

Don’t stop, don’t pause she’s showing me the sugar balls

Eyes like a butterball, turk me, jerk me, twerk me, jerk me, jerky beef

Put it like a bubba head, bounce to the beat, let’s go Callipli paper fly in the bank got me hoodin' like crack

Got me spinnin' my stacks, what was that?

Somebody got slap, hell no, my nigga her booty’s a clap

Gotta get her in the VIP

She’s talking about what’s she gonna do to me

Don’t worry about that I’m COE

Shalla I ain’t trick out since 9 to 3

She’s coming straight up out of her pants

The money is flying out of my hands

But I can’t never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Her booty’s got me in a trance

But I ain’t trying to spent a hundred grand

Oh, I can never be your man

All I want is a table dance

Hit the club, hit it deep, VIP, rolls the suite, hold the R Buys someones, oh my god, you should seen the freak

She came to me grinnin her teeth, 5, 7, 153

Her nipples hard, no stretching marks

Got big an all and booty cheeks

My dick is hard, she checkin' me, kissin' me, smellin' sweet

Be a freak, she’s been open I put my nose up in her crease

I’m trippin' now, I’m in a trance, pre cum all up in my pants

It’s on dot, 'cause I ball all lot and I keep on poppin'

Need rubber bands, damn

She’s coming straight up out of her pants

The money is flying out of my hands

But I can’t never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Her booty’s got me in a trance

But I ain’t trying to spent a hundred grand

Oh, I can never be her man

All I want is a table dance

Yeah I’m off in that body tower, the body straddlin' across my lap

Love the way she wind it out, love the way she make it clap

Say she love the way I rap, wrap my dick and see I’m strap

Run like baby, bust the house, I know right now I’m in your trap

But I would love to bring you off into my world

I ain’t no Jay- Z and Beyonce, I ain’t trying to make you my girl

Don’t focus on my dollars just the once that’s in my hand

Don’t just, don’t want no table dance, naw, I go one night stand

100 dollars, that’s all you got?

nigga, that’s Gucci

Baby you know who I be, I’m Boyz N Da hood number 1

Tell you what I got 20 stacks, you got 20 minutes

Let’s see how fast you can get it Shit, well, make it rain then

She’s coming straight up out of her pants

The money is flying out of my hands

But I can’t never be you man

All I want is a table dance

Her booty’s got me in a trance

But I ain’t trying to spent a hundred grand

Oh, I can never be your man

All I want is a table dance