I smell good

I smell good

I smell good

Got that bad bitch oil

You gon' get spoiled

When I walk past I hear you moan, enjoy

(Floris) Floris on my wrist

I'm a Baccarat boy

(So bad) They double back real fast with that noise

(People) People always askin' damn what's that you got on

Wanna hug a little closer jockin' my pheromones

Trying to identify the scent on my collar bone

Vying to get more details when I detail my cologne

I'm a fragrant motherfucker and I'm handsome to some

But if your cents can't match my scent then I'm afraid babe we're done

Don't inquire for a fave because I have more than one

I'm on Boisée in the day by night I'm a Gentleman (Givenchy)

Got that bad bitch oil

You gon' get spoiled

When I walk past I hear you moan, enjoy

(Floris) Floris on my wrist

I'm a Baccarat boy

(So bad) They double back real fast with that noise

Feelin' Guilty in my Gucci, a Sauvage in Dior

No other way to save the day than bringing Bond to the floor

When my Mugler is in the air it has 'em beggin' for more

But that Chanel and that Vuitton keeps them headed to the store

I got Sirena, Platinum 22, and then A Rose For

I always cop an OUD from Floris and then one from Tom Ford

Bvlgari and Givenchy working hard to increase my score

I mix the scents that compliment, so they compliment me more

Hérmes and Valentino sure gon' have you ready to go

Can't take you home if your Malone does not involve a JO

I know you never, ever smelled a **** like me before

If I don't smell the very best I probably won't dot that door

Got that bad bitch oil

You gon' get spoiled

When I walk past I hear you moan, enjoy

(Floris) Floris on my wrist

I'm a Baccarat boy

(So bad) They double back real fast with that noise

Got that Bad Bitch Oil

Got that Bad Bitch Oil

Got that Bad Bitch Oil