Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentlemen

(This one's out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Rendez-vous
For every Bar
I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's
City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at
I understand when your girl is you out
(Crazy girls) what I'm saying?
Don't let the fool y'all now, fellas
be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
up my symphony, man.
up my symphony!
a BEAT!)

Just 'cuz she go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put dance shoes on
We to the disco
We gonna to Meeeexico
up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Ten grand, let me see you shake it you got no
bones in your body and you was to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me you
me a more skin it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris
said, 'There's no sex in the room'
Forty grand, into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, of tears that money couldn't buy

Just she dances go-go
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put dance shoes on
We to the disco
We eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love a stripper, yo

Just she dances go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance on
We to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to
up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Excuse me, what is name?

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how this is?
I could flex in 25
But I only work here to pay my
Yo, tantalizing
Table-top
Give me I need a
a Visa
Lap fantasy
us on and on white canopy
Wyclef his hand to me
Like Billy D. he's feelin me
Take me from here, so far
Where ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in
Me and you 'Clef, the odds

Just 'cuz she go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put your shoes on
We going to the
We gonna eeeelope to
up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just she dances go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance on
We going to the
We gonna to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of y'all sitting with girls
like the budweiser commercial
Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going to the joints'
You lying man! You'd be who you see up in there man.
I got one for you liars, man)

Shot callers, Wasn't you a
You calling her a He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me VIP card
And me if I ever have problems,
hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cuz she go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put dance shoes on
We to the disco
We eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cuz she go-go
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your shoes on
We to the disco
We gonna to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love a stripper, yo
Call up my mama said I'm in love a stripper yo!

(Yo baby, can I get lap dance? I tell you I
got nothing but money, man. New York Dogs.)