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sugar mama - bela delgado lyrics

[pre*chorus]
you know i been after green ever since the age of four
and i stay in the sheets ’til her p*ssy f*cking sore
she in a mid*life crisis while her middle’s getting torn
it’s going down like isis on the bed or on the floor

[chorus]
give me dolce & gabbana
give me fendi, give me prada
havin’ s*x in the bahamas
ain’t a problem, sugar mama
give me dolce & gabbana
give me fendi, give me prada
havin’ s*x in the bahamas
ain’t a problem, sugar mama
[verse 1]
joann fabrics in the seat, so we f*ckin’ in the trunk
i made her cum in the jeep, so she bought me pho for lunch
go to winco with the b*tches, have an orgy by the snacks
and she pays me by the inches, so i’m never low on cash
run that check before i bust, and you know i’m ’bout to stay up
[?] herbie fully loaded, if you takin’ d*ck from bela
now she ridin’ on this d*ck like i’m a deck and she’s a skater
be it lois, marge, or francine, if there’s money, then i’ll bang her
she let me call her slinky because she know how to bend it
you know i got my own money, but b*tch i don’t want to spend it
and when i go to ralph lauren’s, they know i only use debit
just ’cause it popped out some children, don’t mean this p*ssy ain’t strechin’
gonna f*ck her in the garden ’til the neighbors start starin’
no need to call the managers, i’m already helpin’ karen
and i eat vag like a pig, so she’s beggin’ for more
she ain’t been d*cked down like this since the year i was born

[chorus]
give me dolce & gabbana
give me fendi, give me prada
havin’ s*x in the bahamas
ain’t a problem, sugar mama
give me dolce & gabbana
give me fendi, give me prada
havin’ s*x in the bahamas
ain’t a problem, sugar mama
[verse 2]
she bounces both my b*lls just like andre drummond do
if she pays me overtime, i might f*ck her husband too
when she was my age, she said she was on stage
throwing ass to get cash, so old girl knows the game
penetrate her while ed sheeran plays at home depot
know i’m swimmin’ in her p*ssy like i’m finding nemo
smoking crack while we f*ck, yeah we blaze this sh*t
take my d*ck out, shake it off, call me taylor swift
we got all the right hits, she got arthritis
but it surely doesn’t show when she grinds on my d*ck

i want that and that and that
i don’t got time to chase a bag
my only job is eating a**
ooh, that flannel looks nice
i love the color
ooh, i like that beanie too
can i please get it? pretty, pretty please?
i’ll do anything, anything!

she got me clothes off the rack and some drugs from l.a
we went to the pumpkin patch, and we f*cked in the hay
[?] squidward on the floor, ’cause she sat on my face
and i got d*ck like a horse, so she’s screaming out “neigh”
[chorus]
give me dolce & gabbana
give me fendi, give me prada
havin’ s*x in the bahamas
ain’t a problem, sugar mama
give me dolce & gabbana
give me fendi, give me prada
havin’ s*x in the bahamas
ain’t a problem, sugar mama

- bela delgado lyrics

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