Mama always told me, papa always warned me Don’t hang around with boys like you Teacher always told me never to be naughty Don’t mess around with boys like you They talk a lot Your friends say he’s troublesome “Don’t do it, you’ll get hurt” But, they

Sugar mama, sugar mama, Sugar mama, please, come back to me They've been braggin' all over town We done crazy about you Sugar mama Because you ease my worried mind I like my coffee sweet early in the mornin', You know, and I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night

Girl I don't wanna be the one you iggin' I need me a li'l baby who gon' listen Li'l Kodak they don't like to see you winnin' They wanna see you in the penitentiary My mama told me, "Boy make a decision" Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision They sendin'

Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here HeyHey, hey, mama, what is wrong with you You didn't have to tell me that you love me so You didn't have to crucify me like you did You didn't have to tell me I was just your kid HeyHey, hey, mama, what's the matter here

Tangled up in blue Early one mornin' the sun was shinin' I was layin' in bed Wondrin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress

She hit the floor and make the club ignite. She likes a sexy little fire. She keep on begging for more if you play it right, She can fulfill your every desire. So super natural for real a crazy style and sex appeal Hey pretty mama what's the deal would

Would you pray for me mama? Mother is it ok if I call you mama? My own walked away when I broke the law They come to put me down And standing on the bridge Feeling like falling Singing hallelujah When they put me down

And I got no time, no time I just want my money right Mama told me that she's proud of me Told her, "Mummy, you can count on me" Models say they like the style on me I got a lot on my mind (Mind) Fuck with my slime and get slimed (Slimed) Baguettes,

Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy

In this thirty five mile an hour town Mama locked the door last night For the first time in all of her years I said mama you gotta be kidding me She said things ain’t like they used to be round here You just wouldn’t believe it Kids growing up without