Mama's Boyfriend lyrics

[Sample]

Seems such a waste of time

If that's what it's all about

Mama if that's movin' up then I'm...

(Alright you niggas, al-alright)

[Intro]

Ugh

Ugh, ugh-ugh

[Chorus 1]

I never liked you niggas

Who knew, one day, I'd be just like you niggas?

Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas

Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas

When I become my mama's boyfriends?

When I become my mama's boyfriends?

[Verse 1]

He walked in our lives; I was only five

Superman pajamas, I was super-duper fly

The roof a new design, like, at least hooper size

You know I scrutinize, like, "Who this newer guy?"

I'm my mama boyfriend, I'm her little husband

I was the man of the house when it wasn't

Tryna get to know me, homie? Just kill the charm

You ain't interested in me—you just tryna fuck my mom

We are the voices of our parents' bad choices

The aftermath of divorces, the kids of bitter split-ups

And babysitters, grandparents that don't know what do to with us

And the last thing I want to see is Mama's new nigga

You ol' Old Spice-wearing, short chain-wearing

Dress shoes and jogging pants-wearing, church sock-wearing

When you first stop caring about your appearance?

When you get here anyway? I already got parents

Don't try to put me in line, I already got crayons

My mama said I could do it, I already got clearance

Keep your hands off my mama—how Anita got Clarence

Yeah, I know she look good, but you need to stop staring

I drew a picture of her that'd make her proud

But the door was locked, and the TV up so loud

I scream out, "I ain't going to sleep no time soon!

And when I do, I'm sleeping in my mama room!"

[Chorus 2]

"I don't like you, nigga

If I was old enough, I'd fight you, nigga

I want to run over you with my bike, you nigga

Don't go to sleep at night, you nigga"

When I become my mama's boyfriends?

When I become my mama's boyfriends?

[Verse 2]

Twenty years later: Where has the time gone?

Now, a nigga dating, having problems of his own

And now, a nigga grown, and the tables turned around

I never thought I ever raise another nigga's child

He don't like his mama boyfriend—just like me

Don't wanna do the wrong thing, that's very un-Spike Lee

But he be like Deebo 'round his mama 'nem

'Cause when she here, he be quiet

When she leave, he be talking again

He be wilding again—be calm

I don't drink the drama or sip the Dom Tyler Perry-on

"You gon' marry my mom?"

"Look, I don't read palms, and I don't read Psalms"

But I did take lil' man to church, took lil' man to school

"Look, lil' man: Kids don't make the rules

Even though I ain't raise you, and you your mama angel

Don't get it twisted, baby boy—I'll Ving Rhames you"

[Chorus 1]

I never liked you niggas

Who knew, one day, I'd be just like you niggas?

Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas

Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas

When I become my mama's boyfriends?

When I become my mama's boyfriends?