Perfect Gentleman lyrics

This one`s going out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy`s rendez-vous
For every GoGo Bar
I`m gonna send this one out to the gentlemen`s club
Magic City, New York Dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y`all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls! Know what I`m saying?)
Don`t let the ladies fool y`all now, fellas
They be doin` the same thing y`all be doin`
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony! ...Drop a beat!
I`m in paradise ...look at all these crystals. ...What`s up, what scores?
Yo, straight up, this is the new anthem for everybody workin hard tryin to make that money.

[Chorus]
Just `cause she dances go go
It don`t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your red dance shoes on
We go into the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my momma, said I`m in love with this stripper, yo.

Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity.
Twenty grand, know it`s a sin, but before me you show
me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy.
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock
said `There`s no sex in the champaigne room`.
Forty grand, looked into her eyes,
I saw tears falling down, type of tears that money couldn`t buy.

[Chorus 2X]

Excuse me, what is your name?
[Hope:] Uh, my name is Hope, yo,
I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how hard this is?
I could flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing teaser
Table-top pleaser
Give me what I need
A Mastercard or Visa
Lap dance fantasy
Picture us on an all white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he`s feeling me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in bars
Me and you `Clef, against the odds.

[Chorus 2X]

Yo, a lot of y`all sitting with y`all girls
fronting like the budweiser commercial
Talking about, `III, IIII, I don`t be going to the strip joints
You`re lying man! You`d be surprised who you see up in there man.

I got one question for you liars, man:
Shot callers, wasn`t you a preacher?
You`re calling her a hooker?
He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card
And told me if I ever have problems,
Don`t hesitate to come by. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Chorus 2X]
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Call up my mama said I`m in love with this stripper yo.

Yo baby, can I get another lap dance?
I tell you I got number of funny money, man.
New York Dogs
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