Lapdance

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I call her Chocolaty, because of her chocolate body
I met her in California, at one of the stripper partys
That Quinsy Jones threw, where all the women are prone to
Bone you, and do what they want to
She said she ran the dancers, hustlers and gamblers
She scammed on Santas
Busters and ramblers
I'm at them, nigga
I was intrigued by the smell of her weave
Swelling her Gs, by selling her Ps
She said she never ever ever had to sell her poonani in her life
I'm thinkin I better be able to say I threw Donny in her right
We kept kickin it after that night
And a nigga didn't even get a quickie, emergency at the homefront
Gotta fly back to Kan City, but I lost touch
But by a year, we flew back to the L
You know them cheap newspapers dedicated to call girls who go to your hotel
We called one, and when we got a knock at the doo
When I opened it, it was my homegirl Chocolaty, whoa

[Chorus: Glennae Harvey and Krizz Kaliko]
Lapdance
You don't have to strip for money
This your last chance
Oh no
Make me an offer that I can't refuse
Maybe then I'll go with you

[Verse 2: Skatterman]
Dance, she's like a moviestar at a glance
Her sexy walk is something to talk about, put a bulge in your pants
She's quite a looker, but baby's more than meets the eye
Just like a hooker, she's smiling, but beneath she cry
It's like Tuesday, Thirsday, Sunday nights, she meets these guys
They say they'll help her, but they only wanna creese her thighs
Her only moatavation is her dream
Keeps her alive
His name's Eric, he's 8, been in the streets since 5
Just her and him, no baby daddy, just collect calls from the pimp
Saying "I need the money now, my comisairy's low again"
But her rent's late, 2 days, she strip straight 2 days
But she ain't made enough money to pay for a strip stake and 2 A's
That's hard to swalow, and it's starting to eat her soul up
The only way the dancer can deal with the pain, she starts to roll up
First Marijuana and Hash
She grab a Crack piece
Front page found dead, Lapdance done ODed in the backseat

[Chorus: Glennae Harvey and Krizz Kaliko]
Lapdance
You don't have to strip for money
This your last chance
Oh no
Make me an offer that I can't refuse
Maybe then I'll go with you

[Verse 3: Snug Brim]
I met this chick, right
Super bad in a thong
She said she strip, right
For real, she had ya boy in the zone
And after midnight, she would give me ass that she'd throw
She got her shit tight, never let me follo her home
Just didn't sit right, a female with so much game
Another me would live in paradise, torchin the flame
Plus had this thing for midgets, lovin Ménage à trois
She was into changing bitches, fuckin with a girl, not a guy
Made me an offer that I couldn't refuse
She do some scratches
We get throwed if we slip this haze
Started actin funny, askin bout who pushin the pounds
Who gettin money, who dumpin the most work in the town
This bitch is all that, no other choice before my spark at
My life and your life, this world is filled with dark relms
So pay attention to this lesson
Never trust a naked bitch, cause in the end they leave you stressin

[Chorus: Glennae Harvey and Krizz Kaliko]
Lapdance
You don't have to strip for money
This your last chance
Oh no
Make me an offer that I can't refuse
Maybe then I'll go with you