Perfect Gentleman Lyrics - Everything You Need - Slightly Stoopid

(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!) 

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Just 'cause she dances go-go 

It don't make her a ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a 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 

Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me 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 sex in the champaigne room' 

Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling 

Down, type of tears that money couldn't buy 

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Just 'cause she dances go-go 

It don't make her a ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 

Just 'cause she dances go-go 

It don't make her a ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a 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 a Visa 

Lap dance fantasy 

Picture us on and on 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 ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 

Just 'cause she dances go-go 

It don't make her a ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 

(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, Wasn't 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 ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 

Just 'cause she dances go-go 

It don't make her a ho, no 

Maxine, put your dance shoes on 

We going to the disco 

We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico 

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 

Call up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper yo 

(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I 

Got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)