Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentleman

(This goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's
For Go-Go Bar
I'ma this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is you out
(Crazy girls) Know I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be
up my symphony, man
Turn up my
a BEAT!)

Just 'cause she go-go
It don't 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

Ten grand, let me see you it like you got no
Bones in your body and you was to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, it's a sin, but before me you show
Me a little more skin it would my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the bidder but Chris Rock
Said, 'There's no sex in the room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw falling
Down, type of tears that couldn't buy

Just 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

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

Excuse me, what is your

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the
you any idea how hard this is?
I flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my
Yo, tantalizing
pleaser
Give me I need a
Mastercard a
Lap fantasy
Picture us on and on canopy
extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said feelin me
me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no
No more in bars
Me and you 'Clef, against the

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

Just 'cause she 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

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

callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker? He without sin cast the stone
I met her on the subway, she gave me VIP card
And told me if I ever have
Don't hesitate to by, yeah, yeah, yeah

'cause she dances go-go
It make 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 with a stripper, yo

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

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

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