Victoria Monét On My Mama Lyrics

 "On My Mama"

(feat. Chalie Boy)

When they say, "She get it from her mama"

Imma say, "You fuckin' 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