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!)
Just 'cuz 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
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 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
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,
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
Chorus 2X
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.)
©
Wyclef Jean 2ooo Extrait de l'album "The Ecleftic".
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