I'm that mama
Been that mama
Still that mama
Will forever be that mama
Yeah
I wish you would touch my Visa
I break children for these reasons
About to run out like a cheetah
Throwing Crocs like Derek Jeter
Can't wait to finally use them
Sound like shots Call of Duty
Went to my lil stash
So I can tear up that booty
Bad kid
Still talking back quick
Mama just hold up
Like can you try relaxing
I'ma get a grip
Shut him in there with a bad one
Here comes more gas
Here Dtay
Had to snag him
Mama a savage
Yeah
Smacking, Booty, Attacking
Yeah
Trained, Belt, Assassin
Yeah
Popping, Cheeks, It's Cracking
That belt cracking
Mama a savage
Yeah
Smacking, Booty, Attacking
Yeah
Trained, Belt, Assassin
Yeah
Popping, Cheeks, It's Cracking
That belt cracking
He snuck in my purse for it then I asked him where he going
I tried to keep it quiet hate me
Leaving in the morning
Hitting you with the switches actually getting mad boring
Your day's gone dark from sunny because I got a tree
Enjoy it
He getting hit
Ooh
You need to stop
No you deserve it
Too much lip
Ooh
I keep a belt
I keep a Croc
I keep a stick
Ooh
I got that aim upstairs
Try dodging this
I still got it
Yeah
Cause mama's a savage
Yeah
Smacking, Booty, Attacking
Yeah
Trained, Belt, Assassin
Yeah
Popping, Cheeks, It's Cracking
That belt cracking
Mama a savage
Yeah
Smacking, Booty, Attacking
Yeah
Trained, Belt, Assassin
Yeah
Popping, Cheeks, It's Cracking
That belt cracking
Let's have a WWE match
No rules
I figured I'ma win it, that's facts
A headshot yikes but I really didn't mean to do that
Well that's a sleeper
She knocked out
That's that
Aye
Don't let that referee gas you up, ain't over yet
The match was called
You wanna get your neck cracked
Huh
Now it's my turn, I picked him up
I got your back
Ooh
This cause of him
Aye catch him if you can
I threw him up and mid-air kicked him
Jackie Chan
Try me
I wish a kid woulda
They can feel this heat