Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentlemen

(This goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Rendez-vous
For every Bar
I'ma send this one out to the clubs
City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I'm
let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing be doin'
up my symphony, man.
up my symphony!
a BEAT!)

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

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

Excuse me, what is your

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 only here to pay my tuition
Yo, teaser
pleaser
Give me what I a
a Visa
Lap dance
Picture us on and on white
Wyclef his hand to me
Like Billy D. said feelin me
me away from here, so far
Where ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in
Me and you 'Clef, the odds

Just 'cuz she dances
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

Just 'cuz she go-go
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 with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of y'all with y'all girls
fronting like the commercial
Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going to the strip
You lying man! You'd be surprised who you see up in man.
I got one for you liars, man)

Shot callers, you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker? He without sin 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 she dances go-go
It don't her a ho, no
Maxine, put dance shoes on
We to the disco
We eeeelope to Meeeexico
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 to the disco
We gonna to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love a stripper, yo
Call up my mama said I'm in love a stripper yo!

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