Stripper Poles, Money & Life .
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Strippers are disgusting ? Strippers have no respect for themselves ? Strippers are ratchet , low self esteem hoes who are only one step closer to being a prostitute or pornstar ? But yet, yo ass probably ain't took a shower in two days & call us disgusting . Yet, most strippers are there for a reason trying to fulfill their dreams, goals, and their children's needs & wants; while you lay on yo couch not doing shit or at the strip club throwin' all yo 1's at us. Yet, you probably don't know the real definition of ratchet. Being a stripper is almost as being a waitress. You have to please yo customer for tips & yo wages, except we do it in a way that will make you have a good time, not have a full stomach. You say we have low self esteem, but I don't see you in any place to judge us. Only ourselves & God. This is Stripper Poles, Money & Life.
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