Sugar Daddy
Uhhh baby, heyyy
Uh ohhh
Yeah yeah I'mma be a player for life
Cuban link, clk, yeah I'mma be a player for life
Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'mma be a player for life
Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm be a player for life
Ayo excuse me miss, how do you do, you're probably used to this
Cause mami chula you're the bomb and your fuse is lit
Me I'm cooler than the fonz, cause I'm smooth and swift
The type to pull up in to your prom in a brand new 6
I'm old school, I use the charm to seduce the chicks
You'll introduce me to ya moms as your future pick
You're like Bonita Applebum on some exclusive shit
Waitin' for you to put me on cause I refuse to quit
And the truth is- you make a nigga lose his grip
Cause I just can't resist the way you move them hips
The way you walk and you talk with them beautiful lips
Got a New York train of thought, so you think you the shit
A suitable fit, you even keep your cuticles clipped
Fully equipped, heavy duty boo, you truly a gift
You a cutie with a mind, not a groupie or trick
Rich in beauty cause you shine without jewelry and chips
Papi, please be my sugar daddy
I want you to rule my world
Fly kisses that taste like candy
Can I be your sugar girl
Just put some ice on my pinky ring
And fly me around the world
I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy
And I'll be your sugar girl
Yeah yo yo
Mami you sweet like licorice, deep and articulate
Baby you look delicious from your feet to your fingertips
Unique and conspicuous, plus your body's ridiculous
Make me wanna lick my lips and lick you where you ticklish
Picture this- Lamborghinis, mansions and yachts
Trips to Tahiti instead of standing on the block
Baby I can be your genie man and grant you them rocks
Ice up your watch, and freeze the hands on your clock
We can dance till we drop, in the sands of the tropics
Romance is so hot-you'll catch a tan on the spot
Anxious to shop, I just hand you a knot
And make you say (ain't no nigga like the one I got)
Papi, please be my sugar daddy
I want you to rule my world
Fly kisses that taste like candy
Can I be your sugar girl
Just put some ice on my pinky ring
And fly me around the world
I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy
And I'll be your sugar girl
Yo, now baby I'm a thug, plus a player by blood
But we can lay in the tub
Play with the bubbles while I'm rubbin' ya butt
Huggin' you tight, like I'm cuffin' the mic, loving you right
So light up the candle lights, because we crushin' tonight
It's such a sight, touch you where you like it
Hush and feel the tight grip
Cause I'm the type of private dancer that'll work the nightshift
This kid will make you scream my name out, to let the pain out
Once I hopped in the train I never came out
The same wild individual from the playhouse
Who stayed out all day at the bar, till' they said "get out"
I'm straight out the player's club
Rockin' gators with leather gloves
Tailor-made tux showin' the ladies love
I'm way above average, I know you love Paris
But we can ride our horse and carriage through the bronx traffic
24 Karats Cuban Link, I do my thing, (I want you to be my sugar daddy)
You can bring it if you think you can hang, I bang bang baby
Papi, please be my sugar daddy
I want you to rule my world
Fly kisses that taste like candy
Can I be your sugar girl
Just put some ice on my pinky ring
And fly me around the world
I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy
And I'll be your sugar girl
Yeah yeah I'mma be a player for life
Cuban Link, clk, yeah I'mma be a player for life
Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'mma be a player for life
Ayo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Baby, I'mma be a player for life
Baby
CLK, It's that girl Mya, oh holla
C'mon
M.O.B. records, woooo
I'll be your Sugar Daddy
I'll be your sugar daddy
Uh ohhh
Yeah yeah I'mma be a player for life
Cuban link, clk, yeah I'mma be a player for life
Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'mma be a player for life
Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm be a player for life
Ayo excuse me miss, how do you do, you're probably used to this
Cause mami chula you're the bomb and your fuse is lit
Me I'm cooler than the fonz, cause I'm smooth and swift
The type to pull up in to your prom in a brand new 6
I'm old school, I use the charm to seduce the chicks
You'll introduce me to ya moms as your future pick
You're like Bonita Applebum on some exclusive shit
Waitin' for you to put me on cause I refuse to quit
And the truth is- you make a nigga lose his grip
Cause I just can't resist the way you move them hips
The way you walk and you talk with them beautiful lips
Got a New York train of thought, so you think you the shit
A suitable fit, you even keep your cuticles clipped
Fully equipped, heavy duty boo, you truly a gift
You a cutie with a mind, not a groupie or trick
Rich in beauty cause you shine without jewelry and chips
Papi, please be my sugar daddy
I want you to rule my world
Fly kisses that taste like candy
Can I be your sugar girl
Just put some ice on my pinky ring
And fly me around the world
I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy
And I'll be your sugar girl
Yeah yo yo
Mami you sweet like licorice, deep and articulate
Baby you look delicious from your feet to your fingertips
Unique and conspicuous, plus your body's ridiculous
Make me wanna lick my lips and lick you where you ticklish
Picture this- Lamborghinis, mansions and yachts
Trips to Tahiti instead of standing on the block
Baby I can be your genie man and grant you them rocks
Ice up your watch, and freeze the hands on your clock
We can dance till we drop, in the sands of the tropics
Romance is so hot-you'll catch a tan on the spot
Anxious to shop, I just hand you a knot
And make you say (ain't no nigga like the one I got)
Papi, please be my sugar daddy
I want you to rule my world
Fly kisses that taste like candy
Can I be your sugar girl
Just put some ice on my pinky ring
And fly me around the world
I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy
And I'll be your sugar girl
Yo, now baby I'm a thug, plus a player by blood
But we can lay in the tub
Play with the bubbles while I'm rubbin' ya butt
Huggin' you tight, like I'm cuffin' the mic, loving you right
So light up the candle lights, because we crushin' tonight
It's such a sight, touch you where you like it
Hush and feel the tight grip
Cause I'm the type of private dancer that'll work the nightshift
This kid will make you scream my name out, to let the pain out
Once I hopped in the train I never came out
The same wild individual from the playhouse
Who stayed out all day at the bar, till' they said "get out"
I'm straight out the player's club
Rockin' gators with leather gloves
Tailor-made tux showin' the ladies love
I'm way above average, I know you love Paris
But we can ride our horse and carriage through the bronx traffic
24 Karats Cuban Link, I do my thing, (I want you to be my sugar daddy)
You can bring it if you think you can hang, I bang bang baby
Papi, please be my sugar daddy
I want you to rule my world
Fly kisses that taste like candy
Can I be your sugar girl
Just put some ice on my pinky ring
And fly me around the world
I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy
And I'll be your sugar girl
Yeah yeah I'mma be a player for life
Cuban Link, clk, yeah I'mma be a player for life
Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'mma be a player for life
Ayo it's plain to see, you can't change me
Baby, I'mma be a player for life
Baby
CLK, It's that girl Mya, oh holla
C'mon
M.O.B. records, woooo
I'll be your Sugar Daddy
I'll be your sugar daddy
Credits
Writer(s): Addarly Wilson, Delgado
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