Shuga

Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this dick on the low
Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this pussy on the low
Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this dick on the low
Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this pussy on the low

Why all that make-up on baby
And you know he still gon' mess it with his nut
But, money first, priorities baby
Three seconds, three racks, fuck if he'll last
Friends living lavish on millennial television
They record the mission, and trigger competition
You see society's angel, but now my wings off
He boxes outside the ring whenever the ring's off
Brokes get no arch, archaeology for fossils
He'll open the doors I'll leave them bitches window shopping
I'll open my doors he'll dive in for the drill
Stroke hair, stroke rent, backstroke automobile
I know I'm trynna make ends meet, but what's at stake
Before I could think, he supercharged to his estate
I know he'll be deep inside me and that's fine
Just hope I'm deep inside his will and that fortune's mine, Go

I will give you all this land
All this gold, riches in your hand
Drink from the well that never runs dry
A well that never runs dry
Don't you wanna be like your friends
Don't you wanna leave this wilderness
A taste of this sugar feel the high
A taste of this sugar feel the high

Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this dick on the low
Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this pussy on the low
Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this dick on the low
Bread for some head, turn these stones into dough
If you only bow down to this pussy on the low

Years of menopause she still got men on pause, play
Leading young niggas astray
She's reposed at the bar, with a pose to expose Pinocchio nose in my pants
No cap, I wun't last
The joint reaks of double deals and jazz music
Her glance acknowledges my chance, we dance lucid
You see Society's saint, but now my halo off
She paints outside the canvas whenever her fella off
She just wants dick, fuck daisies
Lactose intolerant but eyes follow the bounce of her dairies
Dress too short, I could sneeze and go blind
20k on her lap, gave in and offered to drive
I know I'm trynna make ends meet, but what's at stake
Before I could think I turbo charged to her estate
I know I'll be deep inside her and that's fine
Just hope I'm deep inside her will and that fortune's mine, Go

I will give you all this land
All this gold, riches in your hand
Drink from the well that never runs dry
A well that never runs dry
Don't you wanna be like your friends
Don't you wanna leave this wilderness
A taste of this sugar feel the high
A taste of this sugar feel the high

Pulled up to the driveway
Bedroom route, the highway
No lights on, she hoped I'd find my way
They pulled up to the same house
I saw my girl, he saw his spouse
Sugar crumbs around everybody mouth