Wyclef Jean Stripper Song Lyrics

This one is goin out to the stripper joints
Yo meet me at Susy's Rendesvous
For any go-go bar
Im gonna send this one out to the Gentleman's Club, Magic City, New York Dollars, Rolex
I be seein' you up in there late at nite.
I understand when your girl's stressing you out.
Crazy Girls!
Dont let the ladies fool y'all now fellas,
They be doin the same thing ya'll be doin,
Turn up my symphony man....Turn up my symphony!
Drop a beat!

I'm in paradise!
Look at all of these Crystals!
What up with Scores?
Yo straight up this is the new anthem
For everybody workin' hard tryin' to make that money
Check it out ya'll

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We gonna elope
To Me-e-e-xico.
Called up my Momma,
said "I'm in love with a stripper, yo."

10 grand~
Let me see you shake it
like you got no bones in your body,
and you was meant to be a celebrity.

20 grand~
I know its 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 s__ in the Champagne Room.'

40 grand~
Looked into her eyes,
I saw tears fallin' down-
The type of tears that money couldn't buy

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We gonna elope
To Me-e-e-xico.
Called up my Momma,
said "I'm in love with a stripper, yo."

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We gonna elope
To Me-e-e-xico.
Excuse me wat is ur name?

My name is Hope, yo.
I was blessed with a body of the goddesses,
have you any idea how hard this is?
I can 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 Dee, said he bail with me-
Take me away from here,
So far!
Were they ride horses,
No cars!
No more strippin' in bars.
Me and you, Clef, against the odds.

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We gonna elope
To Me-e-e-xico.
Called up my Momma,
said "I'm in love with a stripper, yo."

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We gonna elope
To Me-e-e-xico.
Called up my Momma,
said "I'm in love with a stripper, yo."

Yo, a lot of ya'll sittin' with y'all girls,
Frontin' like the Budweiser commercial,
Talkin' 'bout "Ahhh - Ahhh -
I don't be goin' 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 callin' her a hooker?
'...he without sin cast the first stone'
I met her on the subway,
she gave me that V.I.P. card,
and told me if I ever have problems,
don't hesitate to come by. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We gonna elope
To Me-e-e-xico.
Called up my Momma,
said "I'm in love with a stripper, yo."

Just cuz she dances go-go
That don't make her a ho, no-
Maxine put your red shoes on,
We goin' to the disco.
We....
Called up my Momma,
said "I'm in love with a stripper, yo."

Yo baby, can I get another lap dance?
I tell ya, I aint got nothin' but funny money, man.
New York Dollars.

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