Beyoncé – SUGA MAMA Lyrics

SUGA MAMA

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"SUGA MAMA." - Beyoncé

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 08:39 pm

Album: B'DAY (20th ANNIVERSARY DELUXE EDITION)

Track No: 03

Damn, that was so good, I wanna buy him a short set
Hey
Hey
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 sugar, give mama some, sugar mama
Suga ma-ma-ma-ma, I'll be your (Suga mama)
Suga mama (Suga mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
New whip, new heavy on the wrist
'Cause I'ma suga ma-ma-ma-ma, 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)
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 (You)
Dropping everything, that's what I'll do (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
Suga ma-ma-ma-ma, I'll be your (Suga mama)
Suga mama (Suga mama)
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
New whip, new heavy on the wrist
'Cause I'ma suga ma-ma-ma-ma, I'll be your
Suga mama (Suga mama)
'Cause I'ma suga ma-ma-ma-ma, 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
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
Your sugar, give mama some, sugar mama (I give you all my money, baby)
Suga ma-ma-ma-ma, I'll be your suga mama (Turn me out, boy, something crazy)
(Take my credit cards, the key to my house, take my car) Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
New whip, new heavy on the wrist (Don't forget to give mama some sugar)
'Cause I'ma suga ma-ma-ma-ma, I'll be your (Some sugar before you walk out that door)
Sugar mama
Suga mama, hey, hey
Sit on mama lap, hey, hey (Yessir)
Come sit on mama lap, hey (Yes)
Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey (Yeah, yeah)
Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey
Sit on mama lap, hey, hey (Yessir)
Come sit on mama lap, hey (Yes)
Come sit on mama lap, hey, hey (Yeah, yeah)
Come sit on mama lap, hey (Yeah, yeah)

Writer(s): Beyoncé, Rich Harrison, Makeba & Chuck Middleton.

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