Perfect Gentleman

This one's goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous
For every Go-Go Bar
I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New York dolls, 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 in scores?
Yo, straight up this the new anthem for anybody working hard
Trying to make that money, check it out, y'all (giddy up, giddy up, giddy up)

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, 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
20 grand, know it's a sin
But if only you show me a little more skin, it would fulfill my fantasy
30 grand, to the highest bidder
But Chris Rock said, "There's no sex in the champagne room"
40 grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling down
Type of tears that money couldn't buy

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, said, "I'm in love with this stripper, yo"

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, said, "I'm in love with this stripper, yo" (excuse me, what is your name?)

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 feelin' 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

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, said, "I'm in love with this stripper, yo"

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, said, "I'm in love with this stripper, yo"

Yo, a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girls fronting like the Budweiser commercial
Talking 'bout, "I-I-I, I don't be going to the strip joints"
You lying man
You'd be surprised who you see up in there, man
I got one question for you liars, man

Shot caller, what are 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 card
And told me if I ever have problems
Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, said, "I'm in love with this stripper, yo"

Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a hoe, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We-
Called 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 nothing but funny money, man
New York Dogs, man