Max Margiela & RositaCashLinda - Sugar Daddy

Don’t ever try to play me bitch
I got money
But it’s just like
Why spend my money
When I could spend his money
Duh
I’m 'bout to put my pics up on Seeking Arrangements
Yeah bitch cause I’m seeking an arrangement
If he got a rich lifestyle, click on my profile
He stacked all his bands on top and it’s a couple miles
Jewelry, carats, diamonds and a handbag
My man gon buy it and he won’t look at the price tag
That’s how much it costs when you dealing with me
And you gotta pay the tab for my college degree
He my sugar daddy, call him mister
His wife, I dismissed her
Always say I grip it right
Got that boa constrictor
That's how I get what I want
He took my Birkin, unzipped her
And dropped a stack for me
All this money, got a printer
Living my life
Just like I should
He treat me divine
Took me out the hood
Arching my back
On his foreign hood
But we gon drive off
His manhood no good
The girls looking at me like they confused as fuck
And they mad at me cause that’s how I’m giving it up
I tell them look in the mirror and analyze and realize that your nigga does not provide
Show me off he ain’t afraid
Piña coladas in the shade
Live the life you wish you had
Mister never treat me bad
A sponsor he is to me
That's my sugar daddy
Make him pay a bill
Like I’m a girl from the city
I’m so into you, baby I’m so into you
But my love don’t free cause I need a couple payments too
Gotta meet me at Saks Fifth Avenue
And that’s exactly what he’s gonna do
But sometimes materials don’t mean a thing
If he looking right, he could cop the wedding ring
I wasn’t really here for the romance
But the cash made me fall in love, it got me in a trance
He from the West Side
He flew me out tonight
He paid for the install
Got my wig on real tight
Hoodbae wanna see me
But I can't decide
I like finer things
Hoodbae can't provide
So glad that I found him elevated my whole life
We go fifty fifty, I ask and he buy
He know this pussy bomb
BOOM
Just like dynamite
Vajazzled the nana, kitty on frostbite
The girls looking at me like they confused as fuck
And they mad at me cause that’s how I’m giving it up
I tell them look in the mirror and analyze and realize that your nigga does not provide
Show me off he ain’t afraid
Piña coladas in the shade
Live the life you wish you had
Mister never treat me bad
A sponsor he is to me
That's my sugar daddy
Make him pay a bill
Like I’m a girl from the city
Tell my sugar daddy that I love him and that he the only one
But that sucker is so dumb
Rosita never be sprung
Can't have one source of income
Bitch, that's the rule of thumb
Couple tricks that make me cum
And don't pay me up in gum
Cash, credit, check
Whatever they wanna run
ROSITACASHLINDA
Can’t be broke like Dorinda
Stack up your bread if he ain't matching gotta leave him
That's my sugar daddy
He gon send me the addy
Get picked up in the Wraith
Stars on the roof, outer space
Margiela on his hands
Gon cost him a couple of bands
Got his pockets tied down
Authorized on the account
Imma swipe, tap, insert
Neck and my wrist frozen like a blizzard
Reached into his pants and I felt it getting big
Then I reached into his pockets and felt something way bigger

Written by:
Christian Santana, Maximus Vicenty

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