The Happy Hour - Sugar Mama
It gets so hot in her kitchenI want a piece of her pie
I want a piece of her pie
She's full of style and ambition
Wont you give me a bite
Hey honey I can see you tryin
But tonight you ain't buyin
Don't make yourself look like a fool
No she don't need nothin from you
She got her own sugar mama
No she don't need nothin from you
Grabbed him by the collar
He gave a little holler
Oh she knew just what to do
Body like fine wine
She gonna hit you like moonshine
But then the room starts spinning
Got em felling a little out of line
Hey honey I can see you tryin
But tonight you ain't buyin
Don't make yourself look like a fool
No she don't need nothin from you
She got her own sugar mama
No she don't need nothin from you
She grabbed him by the collar
He gave a little holler
Oh she knew just what to do
Silky smooth and sticky sweet
I got something up my sleeve
Bring it back one time for me baby
Silky smooth and sticky sweet
I got something up my sleeve
Bring it back one time for me yeah
She got her own sugar mama
No she don't need nothin from you
She grabbed him by the collar
He gave a little holler
Oh she knew just what to do
Better watch out
She's gonna eat your heart out
Better watch out
She's gonna eat your heart out
Better watch out
She's gonna eat your heart out
Better watch out
She's gonna eat your heart out
Oh oh. oh
Written by:
Conner Grubbs, Francisco Vidal, Harlee Pope, Zoe Vaughan
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