Sugar Daddy lyrics

[Chorus: Miss Prada]
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Uh)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy, and I'm his baby, b*tch

[Verse 1: Miss Prada]
His wife, she hates me, but I'm the one with the jewels
Money before I touch you, geezer, that's the f*cking rules
I-I-I don't wanna meet your kids, I just wanna meet your credit
I'm blonde and I have double Ds, and my pus*y wants you to pet it
Breakfast at Tiffany's, lunch we're hitting Saks
Dinner will be Balenciaga and lunch will be a snack
Don't touch these pearls around my neck, little girl, get your own
I f*ck for all I have to get, you have to take out a loan

[Pre-Chorus: Miss Prada]
Anything I want I get

[Chorus: Miss Prada]
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Ah)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy and I'm his baby, b*tch (Ah! Ah! Ah!)
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Ah)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy (Daddy, daddy, daddy)
And I'm his baby, b*tch
[Interlude: Ayesha Erotica]
They have the sugar and they're older
So they're a sugar daddy
I want the sugar and I'm younger
So I'm a sugar baby, it's simple, actually

[Verse 2: Miss Prada]
b*tch, you're envious and I'm tanning on the beach
He Western Union's me my rent while you get late fees
I don't really mean to brag (Ah)
So please don't take offense (No way)
Wait, who am I even fooling? You're a broke, b*tch

[Pre-Chorus: Miss Prada]
Anything I want I get

[Chorus: Miss Prada]
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Ah)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy and I'm his baby, b*tch (Ah! Ah! Ah!)
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Ah)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows

[Outro: Miss Prada]
Anything I want I get