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—