Wyclef Jean "Perfect Gentleman" Songtext

Perfect Gentleman

This one's going out to the strip jointsYo, meet me at Suzy's rendez-vousFor every go-go barI'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubsMagic city, new york dogs, rolexI be seeing y'all up in there late at nightI understand when your girl is stressing you out(Crazy girls) know what I'm saying?Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellasThey be doing the same thing y'all be doingTurn up my symphony, manTurn up my symphonyDrop a beat

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

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 it's a sin, but before me you showMe a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasyThirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris RockSaid, "There's no sex in the champaigne room"Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears fallingDown, type of tears that money couldn't buy

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Excuse me, what is your name?

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 an all white canopyWyclef extended his hand to meLike Billy D. said he's feelin meTake me away from here, so farWhere they ride horses, no carsNo more stripping in barsMe and you Clef, against the odds

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Yo a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girlsFronting like the budweiser commercialTalking bout, "I, I don't be going to the strip joints"You lying man! you'd be surprised who you see up in there manI 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 stoneI met her on the subway, she gave me that V.I.P. cardAnd told me if I ever have problemsDon't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Just cause she dances go-goIt don't make her a ho, noMaxine, put your dance shoes onWe going to the discoWe gonna elope to MexicoCalled 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 IGot nothing but funny money, man. New York dogs

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