文本歌词

Your boyfriend is so posh
and his family found Ferrari
He uses Apple condoms and
he's Facebook friends with G.Armani
when his stocks are on the rise
you love to chase that pace
Do you prefer his Rolex?
or his motherf**kin' pretty face.
In the club
on the floor I want some more
I'm waiting for a sign
While you drink up expensive vodka
straight to V.I.P no line
I've got to grab your attention
locked on your sex appeal
But will you really love me?
I don't have nothing to steal.
No Harley no money
no single family home
no Mac no Windows
no Iphone no Droid.
But I do have somethin' special baby
that your boyfriend will never ever own...
I'M BLACK FROM THE WAIST DOWN!
Put your hands down
slide your hands baby
Put your hands down
slide your hands (ahhhhhh) (bis)
Put your hands down
slide your hands baby
Put your hands down
Your boyfriend is so posh
and his family found Ferrari
He uses Apple condoms
and he's Facebook friends with G.Armani
when his stocks are on the rise
you love to chase that pace
Do you prefer his Rolex?
or his motherf**kin' pretty face
In the club on the floor
I want some more
I'm waiting for a sign
While you drink up expensive vodka
straight to V.I.P no line
I've got to grab your attention
locked on your sex appeal
But will you really love me?
I don't have nothing to steal
No Gucci No Porsche
no steeds or fancy horse
no jet to Ibiza no art or Mona Lisa
no tennis no yacht
no sweater with a knot
no golf no sking
no platinum diamond ring.
But I do have somethin' special baby
that your boyfriend will never ever own...
I'M BLACK FROM THE WAIST DOWN!