Suga Daddy

"Sugar babies, their ambition is a sweet life of pampered luxury
Paid for by older, sometimes much older men"

Dressed in that leather, that salt and pepper
Walked across the bar, and then he ordered me a Vesper
Say he a businessman, he wanna be my friend
Said he in town for the weekend and need some pleasure

Now he wanna take me to the room
And he said I'll do anything for you, ooh
So I gave him the number to my bank
And I'll come up as soon as it comes through

So what he pay for his company
So what he frontin' all my bills for me
So what he's handing me some cash
To put his hands up on my ass
So what? I let him call me baby
I call him

Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Give me some sugar, daddy
Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Give me some sugar, daddy

It's expensive to date me
If you want it, then pay me
I've been looking for a man who wants to spoil this baby
'Cause I'm way too sexy to be alone with you
In this bedroom for free
Oh, no

Told me he's in room 1503 (1503)
And he said he'd do anything for me (for me)
So I showed him my favorite Prada bag
Won't fuck him 'til he gives me the receipt (period)

So what he pay for his company
So what he frontin' all my bills for me
So what he's handing me some cash
To put his hands up on my ass
So what? I let him call me baby
I call him

Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Give me some sugar, daddy
Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Sugar daddy
Give me some sugar, daddy

Oh, my sugar daddy
His eight figures make me happy
When I ask him for a ride
Daddy send the murder Caddy
Then they drive me through the hills
I text my girls the deal
Say, "I won't be home for dinner, I'll have daddy send some veal"



Credits
Writer(s): Vikki Cook, Nellie Schindler, Noah Davis, Austin Armstrong
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