Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naYeah, yeahYou know we had something for the hoes rightBoyz 'N' Da Hood, T-painShe's coming straight up out of her pantsThe money is flying out of my handsBut I can't never be her manAll I want is a table danceHer booty's got me in a tranceBut I ain't trying to spent a hundred grandOh, I can never be her manAll I want is a table danceHey hey, I'm mouthing magic city chillingSmoking on some sticky stickyI saw this bitch's name CinnamonShe's looking like she's edibleI throw the deuces, cosin', goosin'Watch her pop a coochi, coochiShe walks like she's from HoustonWith no ass in MassachusettsShe's shaking it and making it wobbleLooking like one of them next top modelsShe left me with no truck but took dollar after dollarCoca Cola bottle body but she's body, bodyBut I doubt it if I'ma take her home'Cause I ain't trying to make her moanShe's coming straight up out of her pantsThe money is flying out of my handsBut I can't never be her manAll I want is a table danceHer booty's got me in a tranceBut I ain't trying to spent a hundred grandOh, I can never be her manAll I want is a table danceTable dance she's coming out of her pantsWhen she drops it in my lap, my minor flies up my handDon't stop, don't pause she's showing me the sugar ballsEyes like a butterball, turk me, jerk me, twerk me, jerk me, jerky beefPut it like a bubba head, bounce to the beat, let's goCallipli paper fly in the bank got me hoodin' like crackGot me spinnin' my stacks, what was that?Somebody got slap, hell no, my nigga her booty's a clapGotta get her in the VIPShe's talking about what's she gonna do to meDon't worry about that I'm COEShalla I ain't trick out since 9 to 3She's coming straight up out of her pantsThe money is flying out of my handsBut I can't never be her manAll I want is a table danceHer booty's got me in a tranceBut I ain't trying to spent a hundred grandOh, I can never be your manAll I want is a table danceHit the club, hit it deep, VIP, rolls the suite, hold the RBuys someones, oh my god, you should seen the freakShe came to me grinnin her teeth, 5, 7, 153Her nipples hard, no stretching marksGot big an all and booty cheeksMy dick is hard, she checkin' me, kissin' me, smellin' sweetBe a freak, she's been open I put my nose up in her creaseI'm trippin' now, I'm in a trance, pre cum all up in my pantsIt's on dot, 'cause I ball all lot and I keep on poppin'Need rubber bands, damnShe's coming straight up out of her pantsThe money is flying out of my handsBut I can't never be her manAll I want is a table danceHer booty's got me in a tranceBut I ain't trying to spent a hundred grandOh, I can never be her manAll I want is a table danceYeah I'm off in that body tower, the body straddlin' across my lapLove the way she wind it out, love the way she make it clapSay she love the way I rap, wrap my dick and see I'm strapRun like baby, bust the house, I know right now I'm in your trapBut I would love to bring you off into my worldI ain't no Jay- Z and Beyonce, I ain't trying to make you my girlDon't focus on my dollars just the once that's in my handDon't just, don't want no table dance, naw, I go one night stand100 dollars, that's all you got? nigga, that's GucciBaby you know who I be, I'm Boyz N Da hood number 1Tell you what I got 20 stacks, you got 20 minutesLet's see how fast you can get itShit, well, make it rain thenShe's coming straight up out of her pantsThe money is flying out of my handsBut I can't never be you manAll I want is a table danceHer booty's got me in a tranceBut I ain't trying to spent a hundred grandOh, I can never be your manAll I want is a table dance
