Wyclef Jean - Perfect Gentleman Lyrics
(this ones goin out to the strip jointsYo, meet me at suzys rendez-vousFor every go-go barIma send this one out to the gentlemens clubsMagic city, new york dogs, rolexI be seeing yall up in there late at nightI understand when your girl is stressing you out(crazy girls) know what Im saying?Dont let the ladies fool yall now, fellasThey be doin the same thing yall be doinTurn up my symphony, man.Turn up my symphony!Drop a beat!)[chorus]Just cuz she dances go-goIt dont make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna ? ? ? ? to meeeexicoCalled up my mama, said Im in love with a stripper, yo[verse 1]Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got noBones in your body and you was made to be a celebrityTwenty grand, know its a sin, but before me you showMe a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasyThirty grand, to the highest bidder but chris rockSaid, theres no sex in the champaigne roomForty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears fallingDown, type of tears that money couldnt buy[chorus 2x][verse 2][wyclef]Excuse me, what is your name?[hope]Uh, my name is hope, yoI was blessed with the body of the goddessesHave you any idea how hard this is?I could flex in 25 positionsBut I only work here to pay my tuitionYo, tantalizing teaserTable-top pleaserGive me what I need aMastercard a visaLap dance fantasyPicture us on and on white canopyWyclef extended his hand to meLike billy d. said hes feelin meTake me away from here, so farWhere they ride horses, no carsNo more stripping in barsMe and you clef, against the odds[chorus 2x](yo a lot of yall sitting with yall girlsFronting like the budweiser commercialTalking bout, iiiiiii, I dont be going to the strip jointsYou lying man! youd be surprised who you see up in there man.I got one question for you liars, man)Shot callers, wasnt you a preacher?You calling her a hooker? he without sin cast the first stone.I met her on the subway, she gave me that vip cardAnd told me if I ever have problems,Dont hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah[chorus 2x]Call up my mama said Im in love with a stripper yo!(yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you iGot nothing but funny money, man. new york dogs
