Lyrics On My Mama – Victoria Monét ft. Chalie Boy
When they said she get it from her mama
I must say you f**kin’ right
Body, booty’s on polite
Done bein’ the humble type
Tell me, is you down
‘Cause I’m tryna go up tonight
Hoes they hope she’s left to right
I just want to live in a fantasy
I think we deserve it, right
Talk ’bout the memories
I better make in my life
Permanent ecstasy
Ladies, it’s pills tonight
Livin’ inside a dream
Let’s lay where the lover’s lie
I put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
Put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
On my mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
Touch my swag, wish you could
I look fly, I look good
I’m so deep in my bag
Like a grandma with a peppermint
They say, Ooh, she smell good
That’s just ’cause I’m Heaven-sent
Sex game go stupid
Steppin’ like a toothpick
Man, to tell the truth, your opinion is irrelevant
But I, I know you think I’m fine-e-e
Might be too fine to hit it from behind-d-d
Reflection in the mirror, don’t decline-e-e
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
I put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
Put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
On my mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
Touch my swag, wish you could
I look fly, I look good
On my mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
Touch my swag, wish you could
I look fly, I look good
I look fly, I look good
Mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good…
➤ Written by Victoria Monét, Chalie Boy, D’Mile, Jeff Gitty Gitelman & Christopher Neal Wilkinson
Album: JAGUAR II
Produced by Deputy & Jeff Gitty Gitelman
Victoria Monét | Chalie Boy | 2023
