SUGARPARENTS - Aminé, Rico Nasty

I could be a sugar daddy, but I’d rather not

That’s how I keep my money baby, I got me a lot

I could be a sugar daddy, but I’d rather not

That’s how I keep my money baby, I got me a lot

Shawty want a first class flight on a jet

I put her on spirit if she can, south west

Look baby I ain’t one of these oldheads

If you give me Blac Chyna I’ma leave you on read

My money is my money so I put it in my sock

Here’s some advice bitch, go get a job

Shawty can’t stand me, even with ten toe

That’s why she got a cash app and a Venmo

I’m Mike, Bad, Thriller, nigga

Dirty Diana’s always in my dresser

La de da de da da da da da da

I’m the hubby bebopa undercover

I got racks on racks on racks

And you know facts on facts on facts

Golddiggers want an all access pass

So she give me all access to that ass

I could be a sugar momma, but I’d rather not

That’s how I keep my money baby, I got me a lot

I could be a sugar momma, but I’d rather not

That’s how I keep my money baby, I got me a lot

Sex sells, spend it on my retail

You gotta pay attention to the details

Always money when I check my email

Hotel by the seashore, got plenty seashells

I ain’t got time for the he say she say

I just bought my own car and I ain’t lease it

I can spend it on you but I ain’t easy

He want me to buy him shoes, he ain’t worth shoestrings

When I get into the show let me pull a few strings

Put the boy on game, he could learn a few things

Every old nigga talk the same old game

Selfish with my money and that shit won’t change

You would think he went to school with the head game

I’ma let him break the rules if the head straight

But I’m good, I don’t really need the deadweight

I don’t really need the deadweight, for real

We could be your sugar parents, but we’d rather not

We got a lot of money baby, I know you wanna rock

We could be your sugar parents, but we’d rather not

We got a lot of money baby, I know you wanna rock