Sugar Mother

You spend my money
Like it’s not funny
Buy me out of house and home
Your world is sunny
And you a Cunny
Won’t take a call on the telephone

You scratch my back
Like a heart attack
But I like that
Because it feels good

You get so hot
Need ice to cool down
You don’t do for me
What you should

So take a screen shot
Penthouse roof top
In the pool
We’re cooling down

Who makes the money honey?
Who turns the world?
Who makes me love you baby?
Why’re you the girl

Sugar mother
If you discover
Instantly
I’m your lover