Black - Hardwell/Benny Benassi

Written by：Albert Marquès Masó

Our 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 VIP 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

I'm black from the waist down

Put your hands down

Slide your hands baby

Put your hands down

Slide your hands

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 VIP 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 skin no platinum diamond ring

But I do have somethin' special baby

That your boyfriend will never ever own