[Verse 1:] I'm that flight that you get on, International; First class seat on my lap girl, Riding comfortable, ‘Cause I know what the girl them need, New York to Haiti, I got lipstick stamps on my passport, Make it hard to leave.
[Chorus:] Been around the world, Don't speak the language, But your booty don't need explaining. All I really need to understand is Will you talk dirty to me? Talk dirty to me, Talk dirty to me, Talk dirty to me, Get jazzy on me.
[Verse 2:] You know the words to my songs, No habla inglés. Our conversations ain't long, But you know what it is. I know what the girl them want, London to Taiwan, I got lipstick stamps on my passport, I think I need a new one.