Private Show (feat. Dom Hurst)

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Shorty drop it low
To the floor
Then she work back
Up the pole
Just show
She can shoot the breeze
Pour her up a glass
Took a match
To the back
Of the pillow pack
Shorty
Throw it back
For me
We about to mash on the gas
No brakes
Break a sweat
No breaks
Shorty work your knees
You deserve the award
Let have a round of applause
I see you've been working hard
Make it clap please

I can feel your energy for sure
Resonating up and down the pole
Like you're trying to let me know
Bend it over
While you're reaching for your toes
Wobble slow
Down low
To the floor
As you're collecting your dough
You know how
I dig your private shows
Run it back
Double trouble
Witcha bubble
Perfect timing there you go
Bitin' on your lip just as you gaze
Baby tell me why you wanna play
I know what you tryna say

Apart of me preeing
On havin' her peak on the pipe
Open toe with the negligee
The edible type
Decadent sight
Candle light shimmer off her thighs
One on One
This private show
Only for my eyes
Another quarter
Lean her to give me piece of mind
25% of my thoughts
Can read the hearts in her eyes
When we linkin' in person
It's just natural to vibe
Such an angel
On schedule with the demon time
That energy
Readily heavenly
Follows my melody
Lyrical felony
She tellin' me
Wave on it heavily
Wine it how just I like it
Would have thought
It was telepathy
Funny how she's undressin'
While having her eyes undressin' me

Blessin' me with the H2O
To show our chemistry
Seems she say ready with that remedy
And tellin me to
Lean back
Baby please lean back
While I do like this
Watch me move it like that

I can feel your energy for sure
Resonating up and down the pole
Like you're trying to let me know
Bend it over
While you're reaching for your toes
Wobble slow
Down low
To the floor
As you're collecting your dough
You know how I dig your private shows
Run it back
Double trouble
Witcha bubble
Perfect timing there you go
Know you tryna
Put it on my face
If you want it
You can get it either way
Like this and like that

If this was Boy Meets World
You'd be my little Tapanga
Bring the private show to me
Wear them heels that show off ya ankles
I'm
Ready to tango
You gotta jiggle it first
Her favorite cat is a sphinx
Call me Mr Bigglesworth
Don't mess with I'm crazy mofo
I had to once pop a cop
Cause he wasn't giving me my props in Oaktown
Random
In other words
I'm Dr Evil off the Henny
Got a gallon by the way
And we gone sip it till it's empty
Body built like a stallion
And ouuuhh I'm ready to giddy up
Got me tossing my dollars
I can't wait until she pick 'em up
The way that she move 'em
Simultaneously incredible
Calling out of work
To fit yo booty all in my schedule
You strip teasing I wanna hit it
Motor boating your tatas
Got a brother growing inches
Telling me to lean back
Mama need some feedback
When I move it like this
Better grip it like that

I can feel your energy for sure
Resonating up and down the pole
Like you're trying to let me know
Bend it over
While you're reaching for your toes
Wobble slow
Down low
To the floor
As you're collecting your dough
You know how I dig your private shows
Run it back
Double trouble
Witcha bubble
Perfect timing there you go
Bitin' on you lip just as you gaze
Baby tell me why you wanna play
I know what you tryna say

The way you switch it
So vicious
Got me thinkin'
That 7 positions
In 70 minutes
Will only limit us

The way you dip it
It got me glitchin'
Forgettin'
We up in the kitchen
Still Ima dish it
Come lemme sip it up

Sauce that you drippin'
Since the beginning
Callin for me to lick it
So finger lickin'
It's a given
The mission
On the pivot
Motion picture
Vivid vision
Commence the image
No intermission
Boogie with me
Watch me whip it up

Live it up
Love how you turn it up
Skin soft to the touch
Iridescent complexion
Suggestin' for me to clutch
While you're in the driver seat
Baby buckle up for me
Mash on gas whenever you throttle
On your speed
Jam me on box
Insider
That's Lowkey
Ain't no scheme on my rhymes
Designed for your dreams
Visualize the vision
If mystically you are Eve
Then you're the apple of my eye

I can feel your energy for sure
Resonating up and down the pole
Like you're trying to let me know
Bend it over
While you're reaching for your toes
Wobble slow
Down low
To the floor
As you're collecting your dough
You know how I dig your private shows
Run it back
Double trouble
Witcha bubble
Perfect timing there you go
Bitin' on you lip just as you gaze
Baby tell me why you wanna play
I know what you tryna say

I know that you wanna
Shake
Shake
Girl you ain't gotta play
If your body started a convo
Then tell me what would it say
Fine one
Young Gent
Come stride my way
Come vibe my sway
Know seh badmon nuh play

She pop it
She wop it
She drop it for me
I Fe ex my package
That's delivery
Safe practice I wrap it
This stick ain't for free
Shift your body to the max
And just take pleasure as a fee

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