Stu Stone - Strip Club Dummy lyrics

[Chorus: repeat 2X] That Gucci dress, that Prada bra I wanna see, your ta ta tah [Kennedy & Stone] She stayed away from stages - told her friends they was brainless Maintained it - and stayed a waittress Grew tired of makin minimum wages Decided to take her clothes off to get famous Well that didn't work out, she ended up on - stages Collectin - wages, dancin - naked for strangers Lesson on pages - that's where I come in and the story really begins Don't want to ruin the ending - before she wins It started out on the let's be friends tip A 20, a 50, anything under a Ben tip She's sittin on your lap - you're shootin the sh**, you're catchin the breeze Leanin forward, and ready to leave She stops and drops and rubs on your knees Whispers in your ear "Hey boy - come follow me" - ohhh You wanna go, yet you would agree Little do you know, this chick's got tricks up her sleeve [Chorus] [Kennedy & Stone] Your wallet's tellin you you outta cash She's tellin you they got an ATM stashed somewhere in the back She bends down, showin you the a**crack Looks back, "Ohh ahh boy you know you wanna slap that" You agree fast, PIN number, cash fast The relationship between you and your money doesn't last Too long, pull out three hundred and pa** it along Pay for song.. now she's in a thong "Ooh boy you be a gentleman, hands under the seat" "And if you be a good boy I might give you a treat" Now she leans in and she's bein discrete "For three hundred more I guarantee you cum in your seat" - whoa Well gee that sounds neat, but kinda messy She covered my mouth and started to undress me With that look in her eyes, she parted her thighs, and grinded on my jeans Damn I hate jeans, why the hell did I wear jeans! [Chorus] [Kennedy & Stone] Ahhh, she's screamin out in ecstasy And now her left breast sittin right next to me and She reaches down and she grabs Steve-o Gives it a heave-ho, and now she's makin Steve go and me moan "I know you like it slow, I know you want more" It's back to the ATM and pull out 4 Back in the booth, she's naked grindin, grabbin on the rails DJ's playin "funk you like an animal" by Nine Inch Nails "You wanna touch it" uhh, you grab her breast She grabs D, you scream, she screams AHH! "You f**in pervert, you better leave" You say what the f** you mean! "This ain't no dream, I'm callin Chi Chi" The bouncer's rushin in sayin "What's goin on man" You reply, "I don't know, I paid for the song man!" "You got it wrong, what you need to do is move the f** on" And like that she's gone, and so is your money Hope you learned this lesson from me Don't be a strip club dummy~! [Chorus] - repeat 2X {*ad libs to end*} Strip clubs are evil, wait for the sequel