Sweet'N Low Daddy

Hello, Girls5eva
This is your Bath & Body Works Master Charge callin'
You better pay up, girls

Bills are pilin' up, don't wanna work for nothing
Wanna find myself a daddy to get me all my something's
Put on my camo 'kini because we're going daddy huntin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're lookin' for a Sweet'N Low daddy, daddy
A love that's artificial, but his wallet makes us happy, happy
Where's that Diner's Club? (whoa, oh) we want a tiger cub (whoa, oh)
Don't need to graduate, 'cause we're elder bait

But real talk (real talk)
When are you gonna die-ie-ie-ie? (When are you gonna die?)

Tannin' by the pool, sipping coco-mummies
Our tummies, hip, no thighs and all them rich daddy dummies
Time to bag ourselves a daddy to buy me so much money
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Our true love is Benjamin
Last name, Franklin
Would marry a daddy as old as him
If he caters to my every whim (huh)

We're looking for a Sweet'N Low daddy (oh)
A love that's artificial, but his wallet makes us happy, happy

Won't lift a finger, it's too heavy with diamonds
Bat our eyelashes until we get a private island
Never have to meet his parents
'Cause they died during Nixon

Died during Nixon, yeah
'Cause we're that type of girls
Who only want one thing (what's that one thing?)
It's infinity things, bling, bling, 'cause

We're looking for a Sweet'N Low daddy, daddy
A love that's artificial, but his wallet makes us happy, happy
Where's that Diner's Club? (whoa, oh) we want a tiger cub (whoa, oh)
Don't need to graduate, 'cause we're elder bait

But real talk (real talk)
When are you gonna die-ie-ie-ie? (When are you gonna die?)



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Richmond, Meredith Scardino, Kyle Brier
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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