On My Mama

Victoria Monet

"On My Mama" by Victoria Monet

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When they say, "She get it from her mama"
Imma say, "You f**kin' right"
Body rude, it's unpolite
Done being the humble type
Tell me, is you down?
'Cause I'm tryna go up tonight
Hoes and hoochies left and right
I just wanna live in a fantasy
Think we deserve it, right?
Top all the memories
I've ever made in my life
Permanent ecstasy
Ladies is pimps tonight
Living inside a dream
Let's lay where the lovers 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, good

I'm so deep in my bag
Like a grandma wit a peppermint
They say, "Ooh, she smell good"
That's just 'cause I'm Heaven-sent
Sex game go stoopid
Snappin' like a toothpick
Man, to tell the truth
Your opinion is irrelevant, but I
I know you think I'm fine
Might be too fine to hit it from behind
Reflection in the mirror don't decline
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
Mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
I look fly, I look good
Touch my swag, wish you could
I know you wish you could (Aye)
I look fly, I look good, good
I look fly, I look good


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