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

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

Ten grand, let me see you it like you got no
bones in your and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, it's a sin, but before me you show
me a little more it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Rock
said, no sex in the champaigne room'
Forty grand, looked her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of that money couldn't buy

Just 'cuz she dances
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put dance shoes on
We going to the
We gonna to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, I'm in love with a stripper, yo

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

Excuse me, is your name?

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how hard is?
I could flex in 25
But I only work to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing
pleaser
Give me what I a
a Visa
Lap fantasy
Picture us on and on white
extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said feelin me
Take me away here, so far
Where they ride horses, no
No more in bars
Me and you 'Clef, against the

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

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

callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker? He without sin the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me VIP card
And told me if I ever problems,
Don't to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cuz she dances
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

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

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