Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentlemen

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

Just 'cuz she go-go
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance 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 body and you was to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know 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'
grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of 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 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 dance on
We going to the
We gonna eeeelope to
Called up my mama, said I'm in with a stripper, yo

Excuse me, is your name?

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was blessed the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how this is?
I flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my
Yo, tantalizing
Table-top
Give me I need a
a Visa
Lap dance
Picture us on and on canopy
Wyclef his hand to me
Like Billy D. said feelin me
me away from here, so far
Where ride horses, no cars
No stripping in bars
Me and you 'Clef, against the

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

Just 'cuz she dances
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

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

callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker? He 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 'cuz she go-go
It don't 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

'cuz she dances go-go
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your shoes on
We going to the
We eeeelope to Meeeexico
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 money, man. New York Dogs.)