Rude Boy

I’m a 5 star New York chick
Detroit blood, you can call me a tiger
I’m on the prowl, I’m ravenous
East coast love, I’ma I’ma reach higher
(East coast ya ya ya ya)

I don’t want none of the gentlemen no
I want the one who been hustling, yo
Brooklyn boys are a little rude (I like)
Eastern European, Arthur Avenue (what’s up)

And don’t take this the wrong way
There’s something special about LA
Midwest got the bad boys too
If you ain’t “New York” bad, I don’t f*** with you

I need a rude boy boy
He bad, but he’s good to me
We ain’t poppin’ bottles in the club (nope)
We in our penthouse, level up
I need a rude boy boy
He good, but he’s bad for me
Suit and tie and them cufflinks (Ferragamo Ya)
From the Bronx down to Wall Street

Hop into the car, yea I like that s***
Cruising down the FDR, yea I like that
You a top floor, on your elevator s***
That’s why,
I need a 5 star New York guy
I’ma good girl but I wanna make money
I’m on that nonstop New York grind
No other boys doing anything for me
(East coast ya ya ya ya)

I want houses to flip with you, yea
I want cars I can drip with you, yea yea
New York streets are a little mean
But New York boys are the ones for me

And don’t take this the wrong way
There’s something special about LA
Midwest got the bad boys too
If you Ain’t “New York” bad, I don’t f*** with you

I need a rude boy boy
He bad, but he’s good to me
We ain’t poppin’ bottles in the club (nope)
We in our penthouse, level up
I need a rude boy boy
He good, but he’s bad for me
Suit and tie and them cufflinks (Ferragamo Ya)
From the Bronx down to Wall Street

I love how he do
What he do
He’s so bad
He’s so rude
I need a rude boy boy,
I need a rude boy boy, yeah yeah yeah
I need a rude boy boy, I need a I need a…

I need a rude boy boy
He bad, but he’s good to me
We ain’t poppin’ bottles in the club (nope)
We in our penthouse, level up
I need a rude boy boy
He good, but he’s bad for me
Suit and tie and them cufflinks (Ferragamo Ya)
From the Bronx down to Wall Street