Wyclef Perfect Gentlmen Lyrics
            (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 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 in scores? (uh-huh)
            Yo straight up this the new anthem for anybody working hard tryin to make that
            money (giddyup giddyup giddyup), check it out, ya'll.
        
            [Chorus]
            Just 'cuz she dances go-go
            It don't make her a ho, no
            Maxine, put your red shoes on, hon
            We going to the disco
            We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
            Called up my mama, said I'm in love with this strippah, yo
        
            [Verse 1]
            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 if only 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 s__ 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]
        
            [Verse 2]
            -Wyclef-
            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 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
        
            [Chorus 2X]
        
            (Yo a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girls
            fronting like the budweiser commercial
            Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, 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 callers, 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
        
            [Chorus 2X]
            Call up my mama said I'm in love with this strippah yo!
        
            (Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I
            got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)
        
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