Released on August 16, 2005

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[Intro: Cuban Link, Mýa]

Ooh, baby (Hey, yeah)

Uh oh, yeah

Yeah, yeah, I'ma be a player for life (Mmm yeah)

Cuban Link, CLK, yeah, I'ma be a player for life

Yo, it's plain to see, you can't change me

'Cause I'ma be a player for life

Yo, it's plain to see, you can't change me

'Cause I'ma be a player for life

('Cause I want you to be my sugar daddy)


[Verse 1: Cuban Link]

Yo, ayo, excuse me miss

How do you do? You're probably used to this

'Cause, mami chula, you're the bomb and your fuse is lit

Me, I'm cooler than the Fonz 'cause I'm smooth and swift

The type to pull up in to your prom in a brand new six

I'm old school, I use the charm to seduce the chicks

You'll introduce me to your moms as your future pick

You're like Bonita Applebum or some exclusive shit

Waitin' for you to put me on 'cause I refuse to quit

And the truth is you make a nigga lose his grip

'Cause I just can't resist the way you move them hips

The way you walk and you talk with them beautiful lips

Got a New York train of thought, so you think you the shit

A suitable fit, you even keep your cuticles clipped

Fully equipped, heavy duty, boo, you truly a gift

You a cutie with a mind, not a groupie or trick

Rich in beauty 'cause you shine without jewelry and chips


[Hook: Mýa]

Papi, please be my sugar daddy

I want you to rule my world

Dry kisses that taste like candy

Can I be your sugar girl?

Just put some ice on my pinky ring

And fly me around the world

I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy

And I'll be your sugar girl

[Verse 2: Cuban Link & Mýa]

Yeah, yo, yo, mami, you sweet like licorice, deep and articulate

Baby, you look delicious from your feet to your fingertips

Unique and conspicuous, plus your body's ridiculous

Make me wanna lick my lips and lick you where you ticklish

Picture this, lamborghinis, mansions and yachts

Trips to Tahiti instead of standing on the block

Baby, I can be your genie man and grant you them rocks

Ice up your watch, and freeze the hands on your Glock

We can dance 'till we drop in the sands of the trops

Romance is so hot, you'll catch a tan on the spot

Anxious to shop, I just hand you a knot

And make you say (Ain't no nigga like the one I got)


[Hook: Mýa]

Papi, please be my sugar daddy

I want you to rule my world

Dry kisses that taste like candy

Can I be your sugar girl?

Just put some ice on my pinky ring

And fly me around the world

I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy

And I'll be your sugar girl


[Verse 3: Cuban Link]

Yo, now, baby, I'm a thug

Plus a player by blood but we can lay in the tub

Play with the bubbles while I'm rubbin' ya butt

Huggin' you tight like I'm cuffin' the mic

Loving you right so light up the candlelights

Because we crushin' tonight, it's such a sight

Touch you where you like it, hush and feel the tight grip

'Cause I'm the type of private dancer that'll work the night shift

This kid'll make you scream my name out to let the pain out

Once I hopped in the train, I never came out

The same wild individual from the playhouse

Who stayed out all day at the bar, 'til they said "Get out"

I'm straight out the player's club, rockin' gators

With leather gloves, tailor-made tux showin' the ladies love

I'm way above average, I know you love Paris

But we can ride our horse and carriage through the Bronx traffic

24 Karats, Cuban Link, I do my thing

You can bring it if you think you can hang

I bang-bang, baby


[Hook: Mýa]

Papi, please be my sugar daddy

I want you to rule my world

Dry kisses that taste like candy

Can I be your sugar girl?

Just put some ice on my pinky ring

And fly me around the world

I owe it to papi, I need my sugar daddy

And I'll be your sugar girl

[Outro: Cuban Link, Mýa]

Yeah, yeah, I'ma be a player for life (Oh)

Cuban Link, CLK, yeah I'ma be a player for life

Yo it's plain to see, you can't change me

Cause I'ma be a player for life

Ayo, it's plain to see, you can't change me

Baby, I'ma be a player for life (I'll be your sugar girl)

Babe (Cause I'ma be a player for life, I'll be your sugar girl)

CLK, It's that girl Mýa, oh, holla

'Cause I'ma be a player for life, I'll be your sugar girl

M.O.B. Records (I'ma be a player for life, I'll be your sugar girl)

I'll be your Sugar Daddy