Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentleman

(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 at night
I understand when girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now,
They be the same 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 going to the
We gonna eeeelope to
Called up my mama, I'm in love with a stripper, yo

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

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, said I'm in love a stripper, yo

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

Excuse me, is your name?

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how this is?
I flex in 25 positions
But I only here to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing
pleaser
Give me I need a
a Visa
Lap dance
us on and on white canopy
Wyclef his hand to me
Like D. said he's feelin me
Take me from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no
No stripping in bars
Me and you 'Clef, the odds

Just she dances go-go
It make 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

'cuz 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, I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of y'all sitting y'all girls
like the budweiser commercial
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)

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

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

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

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