Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Gentleman

(This one's goin' out to the joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's
For every Bar
I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's
City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there at night
I understand your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I'm
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 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 with a stripper, yo

Ten grand, let me see you it like you got no
in your body and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but me you show
me a little skin it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the bidder but Chris Rock
said, no sex in the champaigne room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears
down, type of tears money couldn't buy

'cuz she dances go-go
It make 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 love a stripper, yo

Just she dances go-go
It make 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

me, what is your name?

Uh, my is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the
Have you any idea how this is?
I flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my
Yo, teaser
Table-top
Give me what I a
a Visa
Lap fantasy
us on and on white canopy
Wyclef his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's me
me away from here, so far
Where they horses, no cars
No more stripping in
Me and you 'Clef, against the

Just 'cuz she dances
It make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your shoes on
We going to the
We gonna to Meeeexico
up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

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

(Yo a lot of sitting with y'all girls
fronting like the commercial
Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be 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 that VIP
And told me if I have problems,
Don't hesitate to by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just she dances 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, 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 gonna to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love a stripper, yo
up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper yo!

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