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  • çocukluğumuzu kasıp kavuran video kaset döneminin harold ramis filmlerindendir. başrolünde robin williams vardır ve emekliliğini tropikal bir adada geçiren itfayiyeciyi oynamaktadır.
  • (bkz: paradiso)
  • aynı zamanda las vegas'da bir strip club. giriş kişi başı 20$, biralar 6$-8$ arası lap dance olayı ise 20$ ile başlayıp daha yukarılara çıkabiliyor. (2009 ekim ayı verileri, değişmemiştir tahminen) bunun yanında müzikler iyi kızlar iyi. insanlar ise diğer strip club'lara nazaran daha kaliteli, klasik amerikan köylüsü pek yok diyebiliriz. sanırım kızlar da buna mukabilen daha sıcakkanlı davranıyorlar sıkmadan rahat rahat, hele ki türk olduğumu söylediğimde haha diye bi anda gülen bi hatun vardı noldu niye güldün diye sorduğumda bir işadamı abimiz buna alıyım götüreyim seni buralardan seni kıskanıyorum demiş 2 dakkada hatuna. (oha) hakikaten her yerde türkler olarak efsaneyiz. neyse evet vegas'a işiniz düşerse gidin görün derim bu mekanı yalnız biraz tuzlu olabilir hiç anlamadan o yüzden hazırlıklı olun ya da benim gibi yanınıza maddi sigorta olarak birini alın, haydi lilili lili diye kendinizden geçin ehuhe..
  • toronto'da bir strip club. bir zamanlar drake'in en sevdiği mekanlardan biriymiş.
    2011 yılında bu mekan için de şarkı çıkarmış. club paradise.
    şarkı sözleri;
    verse 1;
    they say that all your old girls got somebody new
    i said, "damn, really? even rose mary? even leanne sealey?"
    they said, "fucking right, they were the first to go", it's nothing personal
    it's just that all them women that you slept on been working though
    they've been saving up, new niggas came around, they been waking up
    with "i swear, you don't know this city anymore
    they might have loved you before
    but you're out here doing your thing, they don't know you"
    ah, sure they do, they just not as sincere
    it's crazy all the emotions forgot in a year
    she like "why you even give a fuck, you not even here?"
    well, out there there ain't nothing for me and i think i need to come home

    [hook]
    tell me, who did i leave behind?
    you think it got to me, i can just read your mind
    you think i'm so caught up in where i am right now
    uh, but believe i remember it all

    verse 2
    i be with my nigga chubbs, he in love with street shit
    no wonder why i feel awkward at this fashion week shit
    no wonder why i keep fucking up the double-cheek kiss
    and long for that ignorant young money miami beach shit
    couple artists got words for me, that's never fun
    they say it's on when they see me, that day don't ever come
    i'm never scared, they never real, i never run
    when all is said and done, more is always said than done
    and i was told once, things will change
    by a nigga named tip when my deal came
    told me it's all good, even when it feel strange
    now i'm that guy that know them strippers by their real names
    rochelle, jordan
    thick bitches, they just talked me out of four grand
    how'd a pile of kush become a mountain of truth?
    how'd a bottle of wine become the fountain of youth?
    damn, my biggest fear is losing it all
    remember how i used to feel at the start of it
    and now i'm living a motherfucking fairy tale
    and still trying to keep you feeling a part of it
    yeah, just lie to my ears
    tell me it feel the same, that's all i've been dying to hear
    lights get low and that's when i have my brightest ideas
    and i heard my city feel better than ever, that's why i gotta come home

    verse 3
    my mother is back to who she was years ago
    it's like a new page me and her are beginning on
    i wish she'd stop checking up on women i can't stand
    cause i got new girls i could use her opinion on
    she thinks i've become a slave to the wealth
    but i'd never break the promises i made to myself
    and i would never make up names for myself
    then change the names that i just gave to myself
    certain rappers would call me to say "what up, though?"
    i used to brag about it to my friends
    and now i'm feeling like all of these niggas cutthroat
    and maybe that's all they do is just pretend
    damn, but i bought it though, i believed it
    yeah, i thought it and i achieved it
    yeah, so show me love, show me fucking love
    cause i thought it was all i needed
    yeah, clearly i was wrong about it all along
    and this'll be the year that i won't even feel shit
    they trip off the amount of people that i brought along
    but i'm just trying to be surrounded by some real shit
    need credentials for every one of these toronto kids
    i promised they'd see it with me, we just trying to live
    i told 'em we about to get it and we finally did
    listen closely to my shit i swear it's sounding like home