Tapping On The Table

Tapping On the Table

Written by Yves Jongen

I ain't tapping on the table 'till

You get home

Waiting for my man here all alone

I ain't tapping on the table 'till

You get home waiting here waiting here

When our love has hit the ground

You want me to pick it up

When I hold it in my hands

You tell me to let it drop

What do you want from me

What do you need from me

When you got it all you're gone

On top of the world you're strong

When you're money's down my phone

Keeps ringing all night long

What do you want from me

What do you need from me

I ain't tapping on the table 'till

You get home

Waiting for my man here all alone

I ain't tapping on the table 'till

You get home waiting here waiting here

Oho i'm gonna be out all night

Oho have a fickle flirt that's right

Should you have all the fun

I ain't no freaking nun

I 've been around the world

I know how its done

What do you want from me

What do you need from me

Lets dip to the club come on

Hot ladies teaming up come on

Got my own dough stack ahah

I hate holding back ahah

Lets steam up the place come on

Wind you're waist to the bass come on

Trow your hands in the air ahah

Let them fellas know you're here aha

I ain't tapping on the table 'till

You get home

Waiting for my man here all alone

I ain't tapping on the table 'till