Qveen Herby – Sugar Daddy Lyrics
Qveen Herby Sugar Daddy Lyrics
If it’s my right to taste the riches of the Earth
These b—— better let me work
A private host, a private toast: To new horizons!
Nevermind what I had to do to get these diamonds
He love me
He give me all his money
That Gucci, Prada comfy
My sugar daddy
He love me
He give me all his money
That Gucci, Prada comfy
My sugar daddy
He love me
He put no one above me
These b—— wanna judge me
But I don’t care
Lookin back on the boys that I dated
All the popular boys overrated
Gimme brains, money bags if he’s ancient
I’m a young lady takin’ donations
CEO might take me on trips
Pack a suit, might have a few ships
Love a waitress chasin’ them tips
But I’mma escort countin his chips
Got a lot b—-
On a yacht b—-
In the tropics
He love me
He give me all his money
That Gucci, Prada comfy
My sugar daddy
He love me
He put no one above me
These b—— wanna judge me
But I don’t care
Other girls hang around for some cheap wine
Used to think I was down but I do mind
It’s really kind but for me love is really blind
Only wanna love where the card never declined
Never had no complication
And the terms stay clear as my skin
Caviar in the yard for the win
Which car do I take for a spin?
Got my new hips
And my new t—
New life, who dis?
If he’s paying, I’ll take the oysters
I’m saying, I got some pointers
My baby is my employer
My baby knows how to spoil her
My bae, my bae, my baby love me
My bae, my bae, my baby love me
He love me
He give me all his money
That Gucci, Prada comfy
My sugar daddy
He love me
He put no one above me
These b—— wanna judge me
But I don’t care
He love me
He give me all his money
That Gucci, Prada comfy
My sugar daddy
He love me
He put no one above me
These b—— wanna judge me
But I don’t care
If he’s paying, I’ll take the oysters
I’m saying, I got some pointers
My baby is my employer
My baby knows how to spoil her