Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentlemen

(This goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, me at Suzy's Rendez-vous
For Go-Go Bar
send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in late at night
I when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies y'all now, fellas
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 dance on
We to the disco
We gonna 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 skin it would my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest but Chris Rock
said, no sex in the champaigne room'
grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, of tears that money couldn't buy

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

me, what is your name?

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

'cuz she dances go-go
It don't 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 with a stripper, yo

Just she dances go-go
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put dance shoes on
We to the disco
We gonna to Meeeexico
up my mama, said 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 who you see up in there man.
I got one for you liars, man)

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

Just 'cuz she dances
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

Just 'cuz she 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
Call up my mama I'm in love with a stripper yo!

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