Sugar Mama, look at me, won't you give your love to me, Sugar Mama, what you've done, sugar mama, let's have fun, You take me for a walk, just a baby I couldn't talk, 16 and you're 31, sugar mama, let's have fun Sugar Mama, you're so fine, won't you let me taste your cherry wine, Sugar Mama, you're so fine, won't you let me taste your cherry wine She walks those streets at night, painted face and painted eyes, I dreamt about you, wet my bed, sugar Mama, what you said Sugar Mama, you're so fine, let me taste your cherry wine, Sugar Mama, spend all night, let me taste your cherry wine, Sugar Mama, you're so fine, won't you let me taste your cherry wine, Sugar Mama, you're so fine, won't you let me taste your cherry wine

Shawty known to get bands Slurp me up like quicksand She look like a rave kid All them gold wrist bands Shawty call me great white Stack it broad daylight She gon' pay for date night Long as I treat that cake right We can go to the mall, I'll buy you everything (yeah) She like ten years older Said please, no childish games Said I don't care 'bout nothin', baby So fuck that fame I like you just how you are Girl, you my sugar thang, girl you my My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang This shit makes me wanna (woah) Fuck it up Shawty tryna pipe yours truly (baby) Riding with a MILF named Julie Too much ass, shit's unruly Buckle up (killing 'em) Lil bitch, you know I'm a rider And nothing would be finer than to be in Carolina With a foxy lil' soccer mom 50k on both her arms That's my lil' Celine Dion This her sugar mama song She tuck me in, suck me off Russian girl, she strokin' off Shawty want that pipe Don't you worry bitch, I'm Tony Hawk My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang I pull up to the city Asked how rich, lil' mama said pretty She on the committee Of dumb bad thick, real guaped up bitties I hit a little shimmy Every time I see them little gifts she give me Got me all giddy NFTs, Non Fake Titties We can go to the mall, I'll buy you everything (yeah) She like ten years older Said please, no childish games Said I don't care 'bout nothin', baby So fuck that fame I like you just how you are Girl, you my sugar thang, girl you my My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang

Shotgun Blues Track #17 3: 20 Sonny Boy Williamson (John Lee) John Lee Williamson - vocal and harmonica With Blind John Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar William Mitchell - imb Chicago April 4, 1941 Album: 'Sugar Mama' The Essential Recordings of Sonny Boy Williamson Indigo Recording Ltd IGOCD 2014 Transcriber: [email protected] You ought a heard my grandmother When she got my grandfather, told me You ought a heard my grandmother When she got my grandfather, told me She said, 'Get away from me, man I swear you've done gotten too, old' Now, when my baby left me You know she left me with mule to ride Now when my baby left me You know she left me with mule to ride Now, when the train left the station You know my mule laid down an' died You know, I sent my baby You know a brand new twenty dollar bill You know, I sent my babe You know a brand new twenty dollar bill Now if that don't bring her back I'm doggone sure my shotgun will (Harmonica) Now, if I can't come in Let me sit down in front of your do' Now, I can't come in Let me sit down in front of your do' I leave so early in the mornin', you know Your real man won't never know (Harmonica) Um-hm, baby I ain't gonna sing for you no more Um-hm, baby You know I ain't gonna sing for you no more Now, if you been startin' to leave I swear, I'd just love to see you go. (Harmonica to end) ~

Stop breakin' down Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down Stop breakin' down, now Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down, yeah I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound, now Now, an I'm gonna tell you somethin', baby A-baby, that you really, really can't do I know you can't love me, baby You gon' try, an love some other man, too But stop breakin' down Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down, now I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound, now Now, I'm gonna tell you somethin' else, baby I know you ain't goin' to like But when I quit you this time, baby You know I ain't gon', never take you back But stop breakin' down Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound, yeah Now, an the reason I know you's alright, baby mm A-because you told me so An I don't care what people say 'bout you I love you, a-ev'rywhere you go But you must stop breakin' down, now Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound.

Good mornin' little schoolgirl Can I go home with you Tell your mama and your daddy That I'm a little school boy too Baby I love ya', I just can't help myself Your so good lookin' pretty baby I don't need nobody else Good mornin' little school girl Can I go home with you Ooo, ooo, ooowee I'm gonna leave you baby About the break of the day On account of the way you treat me I've got to stay away Good mornin' little schoolgirl Can I go home with you Tell you mama and your daddy I'm a little school boy too Come on home pretty baby Oh ya know I can't help myself Ooo, ooo, ooowee I' gonna buy me an airplane And fly all over your town And tell everybody, baby Lord knows you've been puttin' me down I can't stand it baby Just can't stand it baby Just can't help myself Your so young and pretty But your in love with somebody else Good morin' little school girl Can I go home with you Ooo, ooo, ooowee Oh, baby what you do to me Oh, I can't help myself

Lord, I'm so blue Lord, my baby has gone away Lord, I'm so blue Lord, my baby has gone away Now, but that will be alright Maybe she'll come back home, someday I'm going to take Highway 61 Man, I'm gonna ride it from coast to coast I'm going to take Highway 61 Man I'm gonna ride it from coast to coast Now, my baby's goin' up the country Lord, n' she won't come back no more I'm going to call all the station I'm going to stop all train, goin' out I'm going to call all the station I'm going to stop all trains goin' out Because my baby's goin' up the country Oh Lord, n' she can't be found I'm going to call old England Just to see if my baby's ov'r there I'm going to call old England Just to see if my baby's ov'r there Now then, if she ain't in England Lord, I can find in this world somewhere else.