Fancy boy
Rockin' that fur coat
With his European carryall
He's tryna float
But when they see him
They start to say
"Hey! That's a purse"
But he's like
"No way!"
He's got style
He's got flair
This fancy boy don't really care
He's strutting down the street
Turning heads
But some people just don't understand
He dreads
It's not a purse
It's a European carryall
He insists
But they just wanna see him fall
Fancy boy
With his fancy ways
He'll rock that fur coat 'til the end of his days