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 back
You bet I'ma hit a 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 shit, say I want a boat, I got a cruise ship
Never feelin' blue, I'm throwin' blue strips
Blue fit, chewin' BlueChew, 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, sexy, 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 shit
(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 sex (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 in her will, so I'm pickin' out her coffin
Yeah, I'm rich now (ayy), even bad bitches ain't gettin' discounts (ayy)
She wanna freak off, made me raise an eyebrow (shit)
Every city that I go turn to Pound Town
This the pretty boy anthem
If you tall, sexy, 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 shit
(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