Lyrics:
Table For Four

end up failing. The bag pipes are playing our song while we wait in line for our lives. Grab my hand before I kiss the bottom. This table is falling

when I?m up in Vegas Im staying with Steven ?., now thats a table full of winners, don?t chop just knock before you enter, I play my cards right, you see them four

get me off Sweatin' until my clothes come off It's explosive, speakers are thumpin' Still jumpin', six in the mornin' Table dancin', glasses are crashin' No question, time for

killing it (Ya'meen) Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling like (Ya'meen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you not for squealing and for

good is sitting all alone in your room? Come hear the music play Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret And as for me And as for me I made my

in it for Then I run up in it slow Really though, silly ho Yea spend a minute though I blow an ounce and make you bounce Just like a sixty-four (Robyn

, a new neighbor to warn And people at the label I'm on Crunch time, what you think the forty-four is for When I grub, I want the whole smorgas board

'all niggaz think this shit is easy Niggaz struggle for this shit right here man Listen to this man Aye yo, they got me poisoned like ivy Y'all been waiting for

the century Girls get wet every time somebody mention me I was known for my macking back in eighty-four I want it all, that's what I keep stacking for