Suga Mama

Lyrics

Damn, that was so good, I wanna buy him a short-set
 ♪
 Hey, hey
 I'ma be like a Jolly Rancher that you get from the corner store
 I'ma be like a waffle cone that's dripping down to the floor
 The way you do it for me, I can't lie (lie)
 About to be up in the mall all-night (yes)
 Whatever I get, you putting it on (yes)
 Don't give me no lip, let mama do it all
 Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
 Your suga, give mama some sugar, mama
 Suga mama, mama (suga mama), I'm your
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be (gots to be)
 New whip, new heavy on my wrist, 'cause I'm a
 Suga mama, mama, I'm your
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 Hey, hey
 Sit on mama lap, hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey
 It's so good to the point that I'd do anything to keep you home (yes, yes, yes)
 Baby, what you want me to buy? My accountant's waiting on the phone (on the phone)
 Just the thought of making love to you (you)
 Dropping everything, that's what I'll do (I'll do)
 Whatever I get, you putting it on
 Now, take it off while I watch you perform
 Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
 Your suga, give mama some sugar, mama
 Suga mama, mama (suga mama), I'm your
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be (gots to be)
 New whip, new heavy on my wrist, 'cause I'm a
 Suga mama, mama, I'm your
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 'Cause I'm a
 Suga mama, mama, I'm your
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 Hey, hey
 Sit on mama lap, hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey
 And I've always been the type to take care of mine
 I know just what I'm doing, don't you worry it's cool
 And everything is steady, got you on my taxes already
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 I promise I won't let no bills get behind
 'Cause every touch, every kiss, and hug
 You best believe it'll be on time
 Suga mama
 Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be (mama, mama, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Your suga, give mama some sugar, mama (I give you all my money, baby)
 Suga mama, mama, I'm your (turn me out, boy, something crazy)
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 Let me be (take my credit cards), I wants to be (here my house), gots to be
 New whip (take my car), new heavy on my wrist, 'cause I'm a (don't forget to give mama some sugar)
 Suga mama, mama, I'm your (some sugar 'fore you walk out that door)
 Suga mama (suga mama)
 Hey, hey
 Sit on mama lap (yes!) Hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey (yes!)
 Come sit on mama lap (yeah-yes!) Hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey (yeah-yeah)
 Sit on mama lap (yes!) Hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap (yes!)
 Come sit on mama lap, hey (yeah-yeah) hey, hey
 Come sit on mama lap, hey (yeah-yeah)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:25
Key
9
Tempo
94 BPM

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