Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentleman

(This goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Rendez-vous
For every Bar
I'ma send this one out to the clubs
Magic City, New York dogs,
I be seeing y'all up in there at night
I understand your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I'm
let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
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 going to the
We eeeelope to Meeeexico
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 body and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, it's a sin, but before me you show
me a little more skin it would fulfill my
Thirty grand, to the highest but Chris Rock
said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne
Forty grand, into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of tears that couldn't buy

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

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

Excuse me, what is your

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the
Have you any idea how hard is?
I could in 25 positions
But I only here to pay my tuition
Yo, teaser
Table-top
Give me what I a
Mastercard a
Lap fantasy
Picture us on and on white
Wyclef his hand to me
Like Billy D. he's feelin me
Take me from here, so far
Where ride horses, no cars
No stripping 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

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

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

Shot callers, 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 have problems,
Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah,

'cuz she dances 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, said I'm in love a stripper, yo

Just 'cuz she go-go
It make 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
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 funny money, man. New Dogs.)