クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Missy Elliott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Pizarro
Songwriter
Keith Lewis
Songwriter
Melissa Elliott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marcella Araica
Assistant Recording Engineer
Vadim Chislov
Assistant Recording Engineer
Carlos Bedoya
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Paul J. Falcone
Mixing Engineer
Keith Lewis
Producer
Chris Brown
Assistant Recording Engineer
The Associates
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
The definition of mommy is not a chick with kids
Mommy means the boss
The money maker, the man taker, the provider
The low car rider
So if you're a fly mommy
Please stand up
[Verse 2]
In 2005, the industry will be pussy whipped
It won't be easy
[Verse 3]
They like mommy with a cute face, can I get a date?
Mommy got a cute shape, mommy make 'em wait
Papi havin' trouble trying to keep up the pace
Mommy got the faith, I let my pussy be the bait
Mommy got the good shit, that really good shit
The type of chick you get with that really good shit
Mommy got them **** goin' crazy for the ass
Call me fast, make a dash, get a **** for his cash
Mommy knock an buck with a quick upper cut
Mommy sport shell toes, I put my Nikes up
I used to dress B-boy, now I dress girly
Wake u real early with my braids lookin' curly
Mommy let 'em know who she is what she 'bout
Yeah, she 'bout money, mommy turning **** out
Mommy got bills, car sit on big wheels
In the club mommy chill while them haters ice grill
[Verse 4]
Mommy cute, rock Fendi suits
Mommy fresh, these my real breast
Mommy sex 'cause mommy grown
Mommy be that good shit at home
Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, damn
Mommy roll like armies
Mommy ass like a Cadillac
Mommy give 'em heart attacks
[Verse 5]
They call me lil mama lookin' big in my Hummer
Mama on the corner, lil mama be a stunna
Fly to the Hummer, quick faster than a runner
Foot on the gas, vroom, hand a gunner
Mommy look good, yeah, mommy look right
Mommy stay hood, mommy be yo type
Mommy get excited, mommy ask you to bite it
Mommy know you like it, tell papi don't fight it
Capital M.O.M.M.Y
Mommy got a pus take any chick guy
Mommy gotta deal, mommy spit shit real
Mommy give 'em chills when she wear high heels
Mommy get the money, get the money, get the money
Mommy find a man who can go and get it for me
Mommy look fresh and respect me sweats
Stay best dressed showin' off my breast
[Verse 6]
Mommy cute, rock Fendi suits
Mommy fresh, these my real breast
Mommy sex 'cause mommy grown
Mommy be that good shit at home
Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, damn
Mommy roll like armies
Mommy ass like a Cadillac
Mommy give 'em heart attacks
[Verse 7]
Mommy get the money, get the money, get the money
Mommy get the money, get the money, get the money
Mommy get the money, get the money, get the money
[Verse 8]
Yeah, mommy get buck like, whoa, lil' mama
Back it up like, whoa, lil' mama
Once she shake it like, whoa, lil' mama
She get naked like, hold up, mama
Mommy be a freak, mommy let the world know
Mommy want 'em lick her from her head to her toe
If papi say no then lil' papi gotta go
If he broke, no, no, mommy kick him out the door
[Verse 9]
Mommy cute, rock Fendi suits
Mommy fresh, these my real breast
Mommy sex 'cause mommy grown
Mommy be that good shit at home
Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, damn
Mommy roll like armies
Mommy ass like a Cadillac
Mommy give 'em heart attacks
Written by: John Pizarro, Missy Elliott, Qmillion
