Georgia Peaches
Photos: Dax “Dirty Dr.” Rudnak
Before Donnis released his smoothed-out Fool’s Gold club jam “Gone,” he dropped “Clermont Lounge,” a remake of a Bubba Sparxxx song of the same name. The track is an ode to Atlanta, Georgia’s oldest continually operating strip club, a dive that prides itself on a myriad of attractions including its elder stateswoman, Blondie, a stripper who can crush empty beer cans between her breasts. But no matter how grimy or upscale the establishment, Donnis is well versed in the culture of his city’s most precious resource, and more than happy to share some of the things he’s witnessed.
Atlanta, we’re known for these tiny girls with these little bitty waist sizes and these huge asses, so people come out here to see it go down, but the strip club is a club. You go to a lot of cities and the strip club is extra chill, everybody’s trying to stay to themselves. Here, it’s a place to network as well. Everybody’s gonna be in there. You gonna see Young Jeezy and his crew, you gonna see JD, you gonna see Jazze Pha, you gonna see everybody who’s anybody in there. You don’t feel like you’re in a strip club just to see some women or spend money, that’s just something that happens.
The guys, they get extra excited, like they get in there and they start thinking they’re doing it and they wanna impress these young ladies. A lot of these niggas start thinking that Stripper A, B, or C is gonna go home with them and they really don’t need to be thinking that, ’cause that’s the strippers’ job. They supposed to flirt and blow in your ear and all that good stuff. And dudes get caught up spending money. I learned that at a young age—spending your paycheck at a strip club, that ain’t the move. If you got it, you can ball out, but it’s not made for everybody.
In Atlanta, back in the BMF [Black Mafia Family] days, I seen it go down where they gotta stop every two songs and pull out them garbage bags and go picking up all that money. In Onyx, Magic City, all those spots, it happens like you’ve never seen it before. Where you’re like walking on money. All the rap stars are there, the dope boys is in there, and you watch the rap stars make the mistake of trying to keep up with the dope boys.
I’m 100% sure that these young ladies are raking in some big numbers. Think about it…dudes is going there making it rain nightly. They definitely getting paper. All they gotta do is show up, shake they ass, and go home. And most of them are in the videos, so they making the video paper on the side, so it’s definitely major. This is a business, man. As we all know, stripping is one of the oldest professions in the world. That ain’t going nowhere.
I remember back in the day, Whyte Chocolate, she was the one! She was that girl. You’d see her in the Nelly “Tip Drill” video and you’d see her out. Everybody knows the strippers, and they know everybody. That being said, they’re definitely some superstars in their own right out there. And the porn stars, too. Porn stars is coming up in the A. It’s getting crazy out there, everybody networking together.
I’ve definitely been wilding on a stripper though and I was in the club, like, “I don’t even wanna treat her like a stripper.” But I couldn’t take her off the pole. It ran though my mind—I’m not even gonna front! If I would have met her in any other circumstance, then yeah, it wouldn’t have been an issue. I mean, I wouldn’t go in there trying to meet a stripper. They hit you with the fake name, the fake number, or you’ll get ran for everything you got. You gotta understand, the strippers in the A, they making more money than most. They making over 60 grand a year.
You gotta go to the chill spots if you don’t wanna see everybody, like Clermont Lounge. Clermont is that grimy hole in the wall. You can just drink and kick it. I go to the Pink Pony on the South Side. You can’t be seein’ everybody every day; you gotta be low-key sometimes. But Clermont, the cigarette burns and all that…that’s where they at.
I got to see it in its heyday. It’s still happening and it’s still popping, but I got to see it when Big Meech used to do it and it will never be done like that ever again in my city. You gotta imagine a bunch of video chicks with fat asses and you walking on money and Cristal is flowing. That shit was a movie. You know everybody be like, “That was a movie!” No nigga, that was a movie! What everybody else was doing was commercials. That was a movie. That was some James Bond, 007 shit.



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