King Kee - Private Dances Lyrics

Let me see you strap it
Trapper nigga getting
Private dances in the public
Hit her from the back
Grabbing on her shoulders
Hair weave killa
Boy dont you get nervous
Clean as some detergent
F*cked her and she told it
All my cars got curtains
I left her like Ginobli
My rollie cost a car
And I dont have a car note
I took her from the bar
To the car
To the condo

Left her at the condo
Shawty you cant go where I go
Vaca in my side chick
Like im chillin out in Cabo
She gone get this paper
One way or another
She a hustler shawty get it
Wrom her mother met her
On the other side
Stopped her had a quick
Discussion now a nigga
Got her cussin after introductions
Real niggas know the feelin'
When ya game killin'
You be stepping out ya
Lane with them lame niggas
Girl you got him in his
Feelings tryna win you over
Im just tryna get that feeling
When I bend you over
Let me bend you over yea yea

Let me see you strap it
Trapper nigga getting
Private dances in the public
Hit her from the back
Grabbing on her shoulders
Hair weave killa
Boy dont you get nervous
Clean as some detergent
F*cked her and she told it
All my cars got curtains
I left her like Ginobli
My rollie cost a car
And I dont have a car note
I took her from the bar
To the car
To the condo

Yea she gone get
This paper one way
Or another she a hustler
Shawty get it from her
Mother and she from
The gutter first time
That I hit she had a nigga
It was under cover
Now I got her under covers
Ass like a bubble
Spending cash
Like a muhf*cka
Bags in the duffle
I don't brag
Swear i'm humble
I just swear this bitch is bad
And I can bag
When I wanna
Whip fast Del Rio
Pull a Jag
When I wanna
Old bitch hung her up
I Maytag when I wanna
New chick brought her down
Eight bags for the summer
She ain't like them broke bitches
Get a bag when she want it
Tags when she want it get the cash
When she want it
Go yea yea yea yea