Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentleman

(This one's goin' out to the joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's
For every Bar
I'ma this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New York dogs,
I be seeing y'all up in late at night
I when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) what I'm saying?
let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the thing y'all be doin'
up my symphony, man.
up my symphony!
a BEAT!)

Just 'cuz she dances
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put your shoes on
We to the disco
We eeeelope to Meeeexico
up my mama, said I'm in love with 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
grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show
me a little more skin it fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest but Chris Rock
said, no sex in the champaigne room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw falling
down, of tears that money couldn't buy

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
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 dance shoes on
We going to the
We gonna eeeelope to
Called up my mama, said I'm in love a stripper, yo

Excuse me, what is name?

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the
Have you any how hard this is?
I could in 25 positions
But I work here to pay my tuition
Yo, teaser
pleaser
Give me what I a
Mastercard a
Lap dance
Picture us on and on canopy
extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said feelin me
me away from 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 dance shoes on
We going to the
We gonna to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, I'm in love with a stripper, yo

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

(Yo a lot of y'all sitting with girls
fronting the budweiser commercial
bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going 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, Wasn't you a
You her a hooker? He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she me that VIP card
And me if I ever have problems,
hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

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

(Yo baby, can I get another lap I tell you I
got but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)