Sugar, baby

Hands under the table

We can skip the label

I hung up my halo

Didn't I, didn't I?

Laying all my cards out

Paying for the next round

Kiss me with the lights out

Of the night, of the night

(One, two, three)

You can take the wheel, but I'ma backseat drive it (Ah)

Four-letter feelings, that's a next-day problem (Ah)

It gets me going when I know you're lying (You're lying)

But I like it (Ooh)

'Cause I drink too much, smoking with his arm around me

No, don't make me blush, I like when you don't care about me

And I make enough that you could be my sugar baby (Ah)

Yeah, you could be my sugar baby

Hit me where it don't hurt (Mm, ah)

Pay me in exposure (Sugar baby)

Yeah, you could be my chauffeur

Anytime, anytime

Oh, anytime (Feels like getting high)

You can take the wheel, but I'ma backseat drive it (Ah)

Four-letter feelings, that's a next-day problem (Ah)

It gets me going when I know you're lying

But I like it, but I like it

'Cause I drink too much, smoking with his arm around me

No, don't make me blush, I like when you don't care about me

And I make enough that you could be my sugar baby (Ah)

Yeah, you could be my sugar baby

I drink too much, smoking with his arm around me

No, don't make me blush, I like when you don't care about me

And I make enough that you could be my sugar baby (Ah)

Yeah, you could be my sugar baby

(Scarlett?)

You could be my sugar baby