Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentlemen

(This one's out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Rendez-vous
For every Bar
I'ma this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New dogs, Rolex
I be seeing up in there 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 same y'all be doin'
up my symphony, man.
up my symphony!
a BEAT!)

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
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 body and you was made to be a celebrity
grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show
me a little more it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris
said, no sex in the champaigne room'
grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of tears that couldn't buy

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

'cuz she dances 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, I'm in love 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 how hard this is?
I flex in 25 positions
But I only work to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing
pleaser
Give me I need a
a Visa
Lap fantasy
Picture us on and on white
Wyclef his hand to me
Like Billy D. said feelin me
Take me away here, so far
Where they horses, no cars
No more in bars
Me and you 'Clef, the odds

'cuz she dances go-go
It make 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

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
up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of sitting with y'all girls
fronting like the budweiser
Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I 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 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 hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah,

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

Just she dances go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance 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 with a stripper yo!

(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I you I
got nothing but money, man. New York Dogs.)