Sugar Mama (Solo)

[Verse 1] My man don't got no money It's cool cause he's my sidey Bringin' in the paper like I made off in the Gatti Hop up on my whip, wearin' Balenciaga Margiela on the weekdays, the rest I'm wearing Prada [Pre-Chorus] Anytime I need him, he come through Know just how I like it, so he do it how we do Don't ask no silly questions 'cause he knows the way I move Asked me if I like the way he hit it, I said true (True) [Chorus] Oh, yeah, come, let me be your sugar mama Right there, come, let me be your sugar mama Oh yeah, if you give it to me how I wanna Then I, I could be your sugar ma— [Post-Chorus] Cash, I got that Them racks, I got that Them stacks, I got that Yeah, let me be your sugar ma— Cash, I got that Them racks, I got that Them stacks, I got that Yeah, let me be your sugar ma— [Verse 2] He give it to me ASAP (ASAP), never need no peso Massages, bubble bathin' while I count my queso (Queso) Tell 'em niggas lay low 'cause they ain't nothing to me They, they ain't as good as me, myself and I and all my Louie [Pre-Chorus] Anytime I need him, he come through Know just how I like it, so he do it how we do Don't ask no silly questions 'cause he knows the way I move Asked me if I like the way he hit it, I said true (True) [Chorus] Oh, yeah, come, let me be your sugar mama Right there, come, let me be your sugar mama Oh yeah, if you give it to me how I wanna Then I, I could be your sugar ma— [Post-Chorus] Cash, I got that Them racks, I got that Them stacks, I got that Yeah, let me be your sugar ma— Cash, I got that Them racks, I got that Them stacks, I got that Yeah, let me be your sugar ma— [Bridge] You riding 'round with them Benjamins You want it baby, I'm spending it You set it down, forever rounds, these luxuries ain't anything These girls, they see you flossin' Yeah, they know that you that nigga Lookin' for the baddest chick You don't need one 'cause you with her [Pre-Chorus] A-a-anytime I need him, he come through Know just how I like it, so he do it how we do Don't ask no silly questions 'cause he knows the way I move Asked me if I like the way he hit it, I said true (True) [Chorus] Oh, yeah, come, let me be your sugar mama Right there, come, let me be your sugar mama Oh yeah, if you give it to me how I wanna Then I, I could be your sugar ma— [Post-Chorus] Cash, I got that Them racks, I got that Them stacks, I got that Yeah, let me be your sugar ma— Cash, I got that Them racks, I got that Them stacks, I got that Yeah, let me be your sugar ma— [Outro] Let me be your sugar ma— Let me be your sugar ma— Let me be your sugar ma— Let me be your sugar ma— Let me be your sugar ma— Let me be your sugar ma—