gigolo Lyrics by bbno$
(The singer boasts about being a gigolo who is used for his body and enjoys the lavish lifestyle it brings.)
He don’t love me
He don’t want me
I just use him for his body, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, he a gigolo
Every time I need a max on a route
Bet you bet I’ma hit the chick for a new check
Fallin’ out my mind, I’m Pouquet
Few K, got me cookin’ up like a crew set (He a gigolo)
Every other week, we on a cute trip
Cute *** say “I want a boat,” I got a cruise ship
Never feelin’ blue, I’m throwin’ blue strips
Blue fit, you want blue [?], I’m on blue chips (Oh, he a gigolo)
Gettin’ violated in a whip
“Mama, take me to the store,” and she bought me a Patek, ay (Ayy)
Eatin’ caviar off the strip, told me, “Put it on her tab before givin’ her the tip”
This the pretty boy anthem
If you tall, ***, handsome
You a certified gigolo
He don’t love me (Yes, I do)
He don’t want me (Yes, I do)
I just use him for his body, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I’m on my pretty boy ***
(Oh, he a gigolo) Uh-huh, uh-huh
(He-he a gigolo) Uh-huh, uh-huh
(Oh, he a gigolo) Uh-huh, uh-huh
Damn, I’m a certified gigolo
I’m a trust fund baby, no money, better call me by my name like I’m Lil Nas X (Where the cash at?)
In the green light district, I’m a young male mistress
Makin’ racks every time I have *** (Where the cash at?)
I call her Dwayne, how she rockin’ on my Johnson
No safe word, she ain’t givin’ me no option
I play the long game, think it’s time to lock in
Threw me at her will, so I’m peekin’ out her coffin
Yeah, I’m rich now (Ayy), even bad *** ain’t gettin’ discounts (Ayy)
She wanna freak off, made me raise an eyebrow (***)
Every city that I go turn to Pound Town
This the pretty boy anthem
If you tall, ***, handsome
You a certified gigolo
He don’t love me (Yes, I do)
He don’t want me (Yes, I do)
I just use him for his body, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I’m on my pretty boy ***
(Oh, he a gigolo) Uh-huh, uh-huh
(He-he a gigolo) Uh-huh, uh-huh
(Oh, he a gigolo) Uh-huh, uh-huh
Damn, I’m a certified gigolo
