In Da Club

Payday and Friday night
Young Maddy feelin' litty
Hits the city lookin' for some fun
Ya know she just turned twenty-one.
Got her crew posted uptown,
But she plannin' to swerve 'em
'Cuz she ain't found the nerve
To tell 'em she adores their curves
But this her chance ta get a glance
Perhaps a little private dance.
Single gal lookin' ta mingle
Stack of singles ta make 'em wiggle
Hopin' it'll make her tingle.
Rolls up, steps in da club,
Straight to the bar
One shot, two shot, three shot...
Nope, no more, scannin' the floor.
Intermission, now she on a mission
Tryna advance her position
Closer to the action
Just as Blonde Betty Rage
Takes up centre stage.
Beat of da song makes
Betty loosen up her buttons
Makin' Maddy's money fly
Notta mention her
Pussy Cat Doll wet.
Song's end, but ya can bet
Maddy And Betty 'bouta make
A private room M.A.D heavy.
Private room:
One chair, one lightbulb,
Yeah its hella sus,
But in Betty does kitty trust.
Maddy gets comfey, more than ready
Already feeling the need
To kneed her naughty need,
Betty teasing her flames
Playin' all kinds of games.
Feelin' her desire growin' higher
Don't gotta think twice about
Grabbing some ice when the
Room don't got CCTV, ya see,
This dat shit ya don't see on TV.
Stripper strips her tipper ta tits
Pushes past plain white soaked panties
To her company's dripping pastry
Then takes a taste,
Nah, no time to waste
Best ta getta fucking
If the law come, fuck it,
They welcome ta watch
These two hotties cum.
Just another private Friday Night Delight
In da club of red light.
Well worth the money she tossed
When her pussy lost control
An' sprayed her soul across
Dat cement floor.
No cap, no lie, swear it 'til she die,
This won't be last time
Betty'll see Maddy
Up in da club on her night.