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 it 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 ma-ma, ma-ma
I’m your suga mama (Suga mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
I don’t want no baby on my waist
‘Cause I’m a suga ma-ma-ma-ma
I’m your suga mama (Suga mama, hey, hey)
Sit on mama lap, 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 (On the phone)
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 (You!)
Dropping everything that’s what I’ll do (I’ll do!)
Whatever I get, you putting it on (Oh!)
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 ma-ma, ma-ma
I’m your suga mama (Suga mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
I don’t want no baby on my waist
‘Cause I’m a suga ma-ma-ma-ma
I’m your suga mama (Suga mama, hey, hey)
Sit on mama lap, 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 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
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
Your suga, give mama some suga mama (I give you all my money, baby)
Suga ma-ma, ma-ma (Turn me out, boy, something crazy)
I’m your suga mama (Suga mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be (Take my credit cards, take my house, take my car)
I don’t want no baby on my waist (Don’t forget to give mama some sugar)
‘Cause I’m a suga ma-ma-ma-ma (Some sugar, when you walk out that door)
I’m your suga mama (Suga mama, hey, hey)
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, hey! (yeah, yeah)
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!
Breaking Down the Lyrics of “Suga Mama”
“Suga Mama” by Beyoncé is a bold and playful celebration of female empowerment and generosity in romantic relationships. Through vivid metaphors and confident declarations, Beyoncé flips traditional gender roles by offering to lavish her partner with affection, gifts, and support. Lines like “I’m your suga mama” and references to buying gifts or taking care of bills highlight her willingness to provide, both emotionally and materially. The recurring invitation to “sit on mama lap” adds a flirtatious, nurturing edge, reinforcing her control and affection. Ultimately, the song challenges stereotypes, painting a picture of a woman who is both strong and loving, unafraid to express her desires and take the lead.
Song Credits
- Artist: Beyoncé
- Songwriters: Beyoncé Knowles, Rich Harrison, Makeba Riddick
- Release Year: 2006
- Label: Columbia Records