Intro:  Astrid
Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup?  You know your 
boys are back, Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx.
They droppin' some new shit; and ain't about all that bullshit 
y'all been hearin' for the last two or three years, you know 
what I'm sayin'?  There ain't no more motherfuckin'
cheerleading goin' on, so DROP THAT SHIT!!

Chorus (2x):
Come and be my private dancer! (3x)
I got some money if that's the answer!

Verse 1:  Brother Marquis
Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone?  
My bitch done left me home alone
Dance for me in priv
If I Can lyrics

(What do I want to go out for?
There is no point
I'm out already
There's nothing out there anyway
It's all in here
There's little bits out there
There's you and me sometimes
And I walk up to a forget-me-not
And I smile
Whilst you're breathing the macro
Looking to the
acy, 
So no one else can bother me
Fantasies of a centerfold
So very beautiful but yet so bold
Picture me and you on a photo
Butt-booty naked, dancin' on my solo
Bitch, you know you got me in the zone
I'm on bone, can't wait to get it on
I'll do anything for you, please let me knock it
Even put some money in your pocket
Don't overcharge or play with my heart
I got cash or a credit card
Don't make me beg for a piece of ass
All I want is a private dance!

Chorus

Verse 2:  Fresh Kid Ice
Come on, bitch, let's have a party
You and me exclusively
Sex is what you're all about 
And I want you to tur
And Still I Wither lyrics

My mind is wrapped in winds of enslavement"I'm sorry I blasphemed thy beloved kingdom"With a kiss of grace thou besmear my soulNothingness can now be seen mirrored in my feeble eyesThis is the coldest hell...So now I experience a void I know so wellA song of emp
 me out
I really wanna be with you
I get hot after seein' you
Especially when you shake that ass
You keep me goin' when you shake it fast
Come on, take me for a ride
The freaks are out and it's on tonight
Show me shots Miami style
Butterfly, then open wide
So when it's over and I'm alone
I'm lookin' for the one to take me home
I gots to know, I need an answer
Would you be my private dancer?

Chrous

Verse 3
[Marquis] What your mama gave ya shouldn't be cherished
          Show me a shot, baby, don't be embarrassed
          The way you move is real funky
          Let me sit in that saddle an
Peace In My Hands lyrics

Flowers are fed by the guilty sun
guilty for keeping the life command
winds grow to stroms, storms bear futher sons
this is my breed ... this is the cycle of need.
If you play for me - I cannot be.
Lost in you and nothing
but peace
in my hands
nothing but a smalltalk
d ride that donkey
          I also like the major cleavage
          Titties so big, yo, I can't believe it
          Put 'em in my face, 'cause that's where I love 'em
          She even got my name tattooed on one of 'em
[Kid Ice] Let me fuck, you know I am
          Bitch, what's my name?  (Chinaman!)
          So keep on dancin' and don't you stop
          'Cause it ain't over 'till a nigga nut'!
          So where you from, you sexy thing,
          'Cause it's that time to show that thing
          I gots to know, I need an answer
          Come and be my private dancer!

Chorus