Wyclef Jean

Wyclef Jean - Strippers Anthem lyrics

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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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