"Suga Mama" as written by Rich Harrison, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Makeba Ronnie Riddick and Chuck Middleton....
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
About to be up in the mall all night
Whatever I get you putting it on
Don’t give me no lip let mama do it all

Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
Your sugar give mama some sugar mama (sugar mama mama mama I'm your!)
Sugar mama, sugar mama (sugar mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
New whip, new heavy on the wrist 'cause I’m a
Sugar mama mama mama, I'm your!
Sugar mama, sugar 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)

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 (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 sugar give mama some sugar mama (sugar mama mama mama I'm your!)
Sugar mama, sugar mama (sugar mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
New whip, new heavy on the wrist 'cause I’m a
Sugar mama mama mama, I'm your!
Sugar mama, sugar mama 'cause I'm a
Sugar mama mama mama, I'm your!
Sugar mama, sugar 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
Claimed 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
sugar mama mama mama yeah yeah yeah (let me be, I wants to be, gots to be)

Your sugar give mama some sugar mama (I give you all my money baby)
(Sugar mama mama mama I'm your!) (sugar mama) (honey I'll call something crazy)
Sugar mama (sugar mama) (take my credit card, the key to my house)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be (take my car)
New whip, new heavy on the wrist 'cause I’m a
Sugar mama mama mama, I'm your!
Sugar mama (sugar mama hey, hey)

Sit on mama lap (hey, hey) (yes!)
Come sit on mama lap (hey) (yes!)
Come sit on mama lap (hey, hey) (yes!)
Come sit on mama lap (hey, hey) (yeah, yeah!)

Sit on mama lap (hey, hey) (yes!)
Come sit on mama lap (hey) (yes!)
Come sit on mama lap (hey, hey) (yeah)
Come sit on mama lap (hey) (yeah yeah!)


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"Suga Mama" as written by Chuck Middleton Beyonce Knowles

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    General CommentI love Suga Mama!
    It has a different style that you wouldn't expect from Beyonce, but when B starts singing we all know that this is another great song.
    It's another song that shows B's incredible style ("new whip, new heavy on the wrist").
    nd_adamon January 18, 2007   Link
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    General CommentOne of her best vocal performances and best lyrics ("I'ma be like a Jolly Rancher..." DAMN!) And those yeses at the end are mind-blowing.
    Ian-samaon August 25, 2008   Link

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