"She Got A Sugar Daddy" (stylized in the cover-art as "She got a Sugar Daddy", and sometimes stylized in all uppercase) is a collaboration between rapper CHRIST DILLINGER and Ayesha Erotica. It was released on July 25th, 2024 and hosted by DJ Smokey.[1]
Theme[]
In the lyrics, various metaphors elevate the commentary on the characters' lives. For instance, mentions of a "sugar daddy" suggest a significant age and power differential, where older men provide financial support in exchange for companionship or sex.[2]
Lines like "Cash App three thousand if you wanna get pussy" reflect a direct approach to these exchanges, stripping back the romantic façade to reveal a straightforward business transaction. The verse by CHRIST DILLINGER includes references to pop culture ("your right wrist look like Sub-Zero") and street life (“plug sketchy as hell”), intermingling humor with the harsh realities of hustling. [2]
Lyrics[]
(Poison! Poison Incorporated.)
(We make the best poison!)
[Intro: Ayesha Erotica]
I'm lookin' for the brain, shit I'm looking for the hawk tuah
I'm lookin' for the brain, shit I'm looking for the hawk tuah
I'm lookin' for the brain, shit I'm looking for the hawk tuah
My bitch stay off the [softie?], my bitch stay off the ah-choo
(Drugs, guns, violence, and terrorism, we supply it for a good price)
[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
She like why your right wrist look like Sub-Zero
Bitch 'cause my bread way longer than three heroes
Your plug sketchy as hell been through like three RICOs
(Holy Shit!)
Walk in with that coquito like I'm from Puerto Rico
Her suggar daddy sent some money, he tryin' to get some pussy
She told him Cash App three thousand if you wanna get pussy
This an S for Suprеme, it is not for Stussy
I'ma still hit the pussy whethеr it's bald or bushy
Two days in the trap I done made fifteen thousand
Cash App'n me thinkin' it's her, this *****'s wildin'
Every time I get a Cash App notification, I'm similin'
Shorty ass fat as fuck and the titties bouncin'
Shorty ass fat as fuck and the titties bouncin'
I tol' her tell her sugar daddy to send five thousand
I tol' her tell her sugar daddy to send fifteen thousand
Get that old ***** ID'n then rent me a car
Tell her to go fuck that ***** then bring back his credit card
He said he tryin' to pay money to come see her, what's he waitin' for?
That ***** got good insurance? Shit get me some Xanny bars
Tol' her tell her sugar daddy to send me five thousand
Tell that old ass ***** send me fifteen thousand
Shorty ass fat as fuck and the titties bouncin'
I told that bitch tell that old ass ***** send fifteen thousand
I tol' her tell her sugar daddy send five thousand
I tol' her tell her sugar daddy send fifteen thousand
I tol' her tell her sugar daddy send five thousand
I tol' her tell her sugar daddy send fifteen thousand
Dale, yeah, dale, heron, dale, yeah, dale, yeah, five thousand
Dale, yeah, dale, heron, dale, yeah, told her tell her sugar daddy send five thousand
Dale, yeah, dale, heron, dale, yeah, dale, yeah, five thousand
Dale, yeah, dale, heron, dale, yeah, told her tell her sugar daddy send five thousand
(What the fuck?)
[Verse 2: Ayesha Erotica]
Damn damn
For the money I be fuckin' wildin' uh huh
Boat hoppin' with Greek freaks off the Thousand Islandwoah
When it comes to sellin' ass bitch I'm the runnin' champ uh-huh
Deep throat for C-notes since back in summer camp unh
A-cup so they ain't really bouncin'
But the booty does and I think that's where it really counts
I remember gettin' broke off just scrollin' Bumble
He only 30 so he really want sugar on me
Bitch we shakin' ass on a Tuesday uh-huh
Shit, it's a Wednesday. Fuck, We ain't shakin' ass
He be snortin' fentanyl off my naked ass
Stumblin' out the front party I don't even take a glass ouuu
(Holy fuckin' shit)
She got a saggy ass butt, go put on some [pants?] bitch
I don't even know how they let you ugly bitches in
Fuck kinda strip club is that, hoes with herpie lips
Pull up with an autistic thug and a derpy bitch oooh
And that bitch is mad pretty she be sellin' twat to twerps
She be at the party scopin' puttin' shit up in her purse
Then we goin' through it bitch, I might get me a purple Zune
All my best friends got pink pussy and purple wombs uh-huh
Get a job bitch I got one An' what's that?
[It's called blow boobs and fuck boy come cop one?] shit
My baby fucked a thick like Latina cop, and he shot one
I think it was the same bitch
We all up to the same shit
I'm lookin' for the brain, shit I'm looking for the hawk tuah
My bitch stay off the [softie?] my bitch stay off the ah-choo
I fucked this white man that looked just like a Labrador
I made him grow a mustache and now he a Matador
(My life is in shambles)
(I just shoved a Nuke up my pussy)
(Evil Poison Money Gang)
