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Suga Mama

I'd been missin' on love it's clear, (oh no)
So she bought me some brand new gear, (oh no)
Ans she's sendin' her driver here,
I just can't say no to my needs,

I feel such a fool when she calls,
I can't trust myself,
From the picket lines,
She's got my love, got my help,
Got my control, got my intention known,
got me aroused, and it shows,

She's a bad girl and you know this,
I can see it in her eyes,
She's a bad girl, Suga Mama,
By the plan she devised,
A bad girl and you know this,
Cause the feelings so right,
Baby's killin' me like a lover should,
But I can't let that girl take my life,

At times can't keep her hands on me, (oh no)
But won't pattre affection me, (oh no)
No daytime congrunay,
I can't count on her like she can me now,
I feel such a fool when she calls,
I can't trust myself,
For the lake of my picketing peeps,
I try to run, it's just no help,
She got me on call, got my intetniom groun,
Bought me a pund and she rolls.