Suga Mama

Beyoncé

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    Damn, that was so good
    I wanna buy him a short set

    I'ma be like a jolly rancher that you get from the corner store
    I'ma be like a waffle cone that's dripping down to the floor
    The way you do if for me I can't lie (lie)
    About to be up in the mall all night (yes)
    Whatever I get you putting it on (yes)
    Don't give me no lip, let mama do it all

    Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
    Your suga, give mama some suga mama
    Suga mama, mama
    I'll be your suga mama (suga mama)
    Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
    New whip, new heavy on the wrist
    'Cause I'm a suga mama, mama
    I'll be your suga mama (suga mama)

    Hey, hey
    Sit on mama lap, hey, hey
    Come sit on mama lap, hey
    Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey
    Come sit on mama lap, hey

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    It's so good to the point that I'd do anything to keep you home
    Baby what you want me to buy?
    My accountant's waiting on the phone
    Just the thought of making love to you
    Dropping everything, that's what I'll do
    Whatever I get you putting it on
    Now take it off while I watch you perform

    Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
    Your suga, give mama some suga mama
    Suga mama, mama
    I'll be your suga mama (suga mama)
    Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
    New whip, new heavy on the wrist
    'Cause I'm a suga mama, mama
    I'll be your suga mama (suga mama)
    'Cause I'm a suga mama, mama
    I'll be your suga mama (suga mama)

    Hey, hey
    Sit on mama lap, hey, hey
    Come sit on mama lap, hey
    Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey
    Come sit on mama lap, hey

    And I've always been the type to take care of mine
    I know just what I'm doing
    Don't you worry, it's cool and everything is steady
    Got you on my taxes already, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    I promise I won't let no bills get behind
    'Cause every touch, every kiss and hug
    You best believe it'll be on time

    Suga mama, mama, mama, yeah, yeah, yeah
    I'll give you all my money, baby
    Turn me on, boy, something crazy
    Take my credit card, here my house, take my car
    Don't forget to give mama some sugar
    Some sugar 'fore you walk out that door

    Sit on mama lap, hey, hey (yes-ah)
    Come sit on mama lap, hey (yes-uh)
    Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey (yeah, yeah)
    Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey
    Sit on mama lap, hey, hey (yes-ah)
    Come sit on mama lap, hey (yes-uh)
    Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey (yeah, yeah)
    Come sit on mama lap, hey

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    Composición: Beyonce, Makeba Woods, Harrison Richard C y Chuck Middleton

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