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Strippers Anthem

This ones going out to the strip joints
Yo meet me at Susies Rendezvous (For every go-go bar)
Imma send this one out to the gentlemans club
Magic City, New York Dawes, Rolex
I be seeing you all up in there late at night (Mons Venus)
I understand when your girls stressing you out
You know what I'm sayin (Crazy girls)
Don't let the ladies fool you all now fellas
They be doing the same thing you doing
Turn up my symphony man, turn up my symphony, Drop a beat
I'm in paradise
Look at all these crystals (whats up with scores) Uh huh!
Yo straight up this is the new anthem for everybody workin hard
Tryin to make that money check it out yall (giddy up giddy up giddy up giddy up giddy up)

Chorus
Just cus she dances go-go, It don't make her a ho no!
Maxine which direction's your home, were going to the disco
Were gonna elope, to Me-hico
Called up my momma 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 its a sin but your funny
Show me a little more skin
It would fulfill my fantasy

Thirty grand,
Took the highest bid did what Chris Rock said
Theres no sex in the champagne room

Fourty grand,
Looked into her eyes
I saw tears falling down
Type of tears that money couldn't buy

Chorus x2

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 can flex in twenty-five positions
But I only work here to pay my tuition
Yo tantalizing teaser, tabletop pleaser
Give me what I need uh, Mastercard or VISA
Lapdance, Fantasy
Picture us in an all white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
How you feel with these? How they feel in 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 x2

You alot of you all are sitting with your girl
Frontin like the Budweiser commercial talkin bout ahhhh ahhhhhhh
I don't be goin to the strip joints
You lyin man you 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 VIP card, AND TOLD ME IF I EVER HAVE PROBLEMS
Don't hesitate, to come by (yeah yeah yeah)

Chorus x2

CALL UP MY MAMA SAID I'M IN LOVE WITH A STRIPPER YO

Yo baby can I get anothe lap dance, I tell you I got nothin but funny money man
New York dollars man!

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