Discover the poetic beauty in ‘I’m Not Your Boyfriend Baby’ by 3OH!3. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 3OH!3 or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
I’m not your boyfriend, baby,
I ain’t your cute little sex toy,
I’m not your lion or your tiger,
Won’t be your nasty little boy,
I’m not your boyfriend, baby,
I can’t grant your every wish,
I’m not your knight in shining armor,
So, I just leave you with this kiss
You can catch me on the speed train,
Beeper in a three-way,
Shinin’ with the gleam chain,
And your honey givin’ me brain,
You can catch me watchin’ AI,
Mellow it’s game time,
Pinkie with the same shine,
Pitbull and a canine
You know I rep’ this shit,
I gots it tatted on my skin,
If you fuckin’ with my city,
Then you fuckin’ with my kin,
You know I rep’ this shit,
I got my hands up on your chest,
Motherfuckers best believe it,
That you’re fuckin’ with the best
I’m not your boyfriend, baby,
I ain’t your cute little sex toy,
I’m not your lion or your tiger,
Nah, nah, won’t be your nasty little boy,
I’m not your boyfriend, baby,
Yeah, I can’t grant your every wish,
Yeah, I’m not your knight in shining armor,
So, I just leave you with this kiss
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you’ll feel alright
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated
You can catch me on the speed train,
Beeper in a three-way,
Shinin’ with the gleam chain,
And your honey givin’ me brain,
You can catch me watchin’ AI,
Mellow it’s game time,
Pinkie with the same shine,
Pitbull and a canine
You know I rep’ this shit,
I gots it tatted on my skin,
If you fuckin’ with my city,
Then you fuckin’ with my kin,
You know I rep’ this shit,
I got my hands up on your chest,
Motherfuckers best believe it,
That you’re fuckin’ with the best
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you’ll feel alright
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you’ll feel alright
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you’ll feel alright