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[Hook: Aminé]
I could be a sugar daddy, but I’d rather not
That’s how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot
I could be a sugar daddy, but I’d rather not
That’s how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Shawty want a first class flight on a jet
I put her on Spirit if she can, South West
Look baby I ain’t one of these oldheads
If you give me Blac Chyna I’ma leave you on read
My money is my money so I put it in my sock
Here’s some advice bitch, go get a job
Shawty can’t stand me, even with ten toe
That’s why she got a cash app and a Venmo
I’m Mike, Bad, Thriller, nigga
Dirty Diana’s always in my dresser
La de da de da da da da da da
I’m the hubby bebopa undercover
I got racks on racks on racks
And you know that’s facts on facts on facts
Golddiggers want an all access pass
So she give me all access to that ass

[Hook: Rico Nasty]
I could be a sugar momma, but I’d rather not
That’s how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot
I could be a sugar momma, but I’d rather not
That’s how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot (a lot!)

[Verse 2: Rico Nasty]
Sex sells, spend it on my retail
You gotta pay attention to the details
Always money when I check my email
Hotel by the seashore, got plenty seashells
I ain’t got time for the he say she say
I just bought my own car and I ain’t lease it
I can spend it on you but I ain’t easy
He want me to buy him shoes, he ain’t worth shoestrings
When I get into the show let me pull a few strings
Put the boy on game, he could learn a few things
Every old nigga talk the same old game
Selfish with my money and that shit won’t change
You would think he went to school with the head game
I’ma let him break the rules if the head straight
But I’m good, I don’t really need the deadweight
I don’t really need the deadweight, for real

[Hook: Aminé & Rico Nasty]
We could be your sugar parents, but we’d rather not
We got a lot of money, baby, I know you wanna rock
We could be your sugar parents, but we’d rather not
We got a lot of money, baby, I know you wanna rock

[Verse 1]
I’ve been caged, I’ve been hounded, I’ve been hunted and tamed
I’m the outlaw of outside and ready to rage
I’m in search of the heart I can eat to renew me, yeah
And I’m dazzled by all of the things that undo me

[Chorus]
Girls go wild on the West Coast
“Come on baby, let’s go”
That’s what she said
Sunshine brighter than blind love
It’s all in the name of the wild wild west

[Verse 2]
Take my love, take my soul, you just take what you can
When we fuck now, it feels like you don’t understand
Tell you what, it don’t suck, and I need you right now, yeah
You’re the one that I want, so I won’t make a sound

[Chorus]
Girls go wild on the West Coast
“Come on baby, let’s go”
That’s what she said
Sunshine brighter than blind love
It’s all in the name of the wild wild west

[Bridge]
I really love you
You know I really do
Whatever happens, I hope you’re happy too
I really love you
So what you wanna do?

[Chorus]
Girls go wild on the West Coast
“Come on baby, let’s go”
That’s what she said
Sunshine brighter than blind love
It’s all in the name of the wild wild west

[Outro]
(It’s all in the name of the wild wild west)
I really love you
You know I really do
Whatever happens, I hope you’re happy too
I really love you
So what you wanna do

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna feel like I need ya
You’re a catch but I’m not a receiver
I’m nervous what this might turn into
Know my skin glows whenever I see ya

[Chorus]
That’s why I’m shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
That’s why I’m shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’

[Verse 1]
I fuck up like everyday
I fuck up in every way
I fuck up like when I pull up on Sunday at Chick-Fil-A
My dark twisted fantasy, beautiful insanity
When the rain pours, I’m the one you call your canopy
Face be moisturized, sun keep beamin’ on your thighs
In Hawaii lookin’ fly, my obsession multiplies
Butter on my fingers I’m nothing like Jerry Rice
When you glow, that’s how I glow
So my feelings they pay the price

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna feel like I need ya
You’re a catch but I’m not a receiver
I’m nervous what this might turn into
Know my skin glows whenever I see ya

[Chorus]
That’s why I’m shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
That’s why I’m shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’

[Verse 2]
Is this shit forever?
Where’s the evidence?
Should I even bother?
I guess that’s confidence
We sippin’ sake soakin’ sun so sofa’s never comfy
So sorry summer’s over but you still my lil mommy
I wake up, then get up
Graveyard shift ’til 5
You stay up, then we fuck
You always down to ride
When she do the tip drill, throw it like a pinwheel
My problems only minor, nonexistent like a kids’ wheel

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna feel like I need ya
You’re a catch but I’m not a receiver
I’m nervous what this might turn into
Know my skin glows whenever I see ya

[Chorus]
That’s why I’m shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
That’s why I’m shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’
Shinin’

[Intro]
Hey!
Getting the cash and shit
Doing the dash and shit
Hey, Yeah, Woah
The Lab Cook

[Chorus]
Aye, I be
Getting the cash and shit (getting the cash and shit)
Doing the dash and shit (doing the dash and shit)
How you loving on an average bitch (on an average bitch)
Bands flipping like magic bitch
She suck me up I might crash the whip (crash the whip)
I be riding with a ratchet while you pussy niggas giving fashion tips (riding round with a ratchet)
Pull up on ’em like what happened?
I got shooters hit, shoot and clap your bitch (pull up on ’em like what happened?)
I be cooling smoking Jattic
I got lotta pounds in the stash and shit (cooling smoking jattic)
I might hit it then I’ll pass it
I might fuck around, Steve Nash your bitch (fuck around, Steve Nash it)
I had to Balmain the fabric
Go get that new wraith do the dash in it (skrt skrt)

[Verse 1]
High like the attic
I’m in LA, need a pound of the cookie
She a fiend, she a addict
She got and old nigga, but that nigga a rookie (that nigga a rookie)
Spend some green on the fabric
Now she trying to pull up, trying to give me the good shit (trying to give me the good shit)
I’ma go ahead and smash it
Now a nigga bugging out over some pussy (over some pussy, hey!)
Aye, diamonds shining now they can’t overlook me
I had to go and make a plan for the guap (plan for the guap)
He be acting like the man, he not (he not)
She’s like what’s the flashing on your hand, the rocks (hand, the rocks)
Do the dash and she like where’s the top (where’s the top)
Mansion looking like the stairs don’t stop
Fuck the fashion I like bands a lot (bands a lot)

[Chorus]
Aye, I be (hey)
Getting the cash and shit (getting the cash and shit)
Doing the dash and shit (doing the dash and shit)
How you loving on an average bitch (on an average bitch)
Bands flipping like magic bitch
She suck me up I might crash the whip (crash the whip)
I be riding with a ratchet while you pussy niggas giving fashion tips (riding round with a ratchet)
Pull up on them like what happened?
I got shooters hit, shoot and clap your bitch (pull up on ’em like what happened?)
I be cooling smoking jattic
I got lotta pounds in the stash and shit (I be coolin smoking jattic)
I might hit it then I’ll pass it
I might fuck around, Steve Nash your bitch (fuck around, Steve Nash it)
I had to Balmain the fabric
Go get that new wraith do the dash in it

[Verse 2]
Aye, I might fuck around and pass it
Just like D. Will, Steve Nash and them (D. Will, Steve Nash and them)
Money on me like it’s tatted
I got way too much cash to spend (too much cash)
They be talking all that stattic
When we run down we catching them (we cathing them)
Damn shawty you a bad bitch
I’m trying to run down, what’s happening? (run down, what’s happening?)
Hey, young nigga getting the money, they mad at him
We was running off with them O’s by the school (O’s y the school)
Nigga I don’t owe nothing to you (owe nothing to you)
In the coupe, but I’m trying to get two (trying to get two)
Wake up and it’s payday (payday)
All my niggas with the stain gang (stain gang)
Hit a lick, gotta maintain yeah (gotta maintain, yeah)

[Chorus]
Aye, I be
Getting the cash and shit (cash and shit)
Doing the dash and shit (dash and shit)
How you loving on an average bitch (average bitch)
Bands flipping like magic bitch (magic)
She suck me up I might crash the whip (crash)
I be riding with a ratchet while you pussy niggas giving fashion tips (riding round with a ratchet)
Pull up on them like what happened?
I got shooters hit, shoot and clap your bitch (what happened?)
I be cooling smoking Jattic
I got lotta pounds in the stash and shit (smoking jattic)
I might hit it then I’ll pass it
I might fuck around, Steve Nash your bitch (fuck around, Steve Nash it)
I had to Balmain the fabric
Go get that new wraith do the dash in it (skrt)

[Verse 1]
I’m dying to see you
You know what I’m fiending for
The only one to get to me
Only one to get this close

[Chorus]
So I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I just need you near
No matter how, just make it here
Now

[Verse 2]
How does it feel
When you’re roaming ’round my mind?
To be the only one
That knows what’s inside

[Chorus 2]
I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I just need you near
No matter how, just make it here

(I want you to come here)
I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I want you to come here (I want you)
I want you to come here (So please baby come here)
I want you to come here

[Chorus 3]
So I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I just need you near
No matter how, just make it here