Raquel Ashleey - M.C.M. (Mama Counting Money) Lyrics

I told the kids go to bed
Mama counting money getting to this bread
I'm a boss chick that's what I said
You know you like this grey patch in my head
I told the kids go to bed
Mama counting money getting to this bread
I'm a boss chick that's what I said
You know you like this grey patch in my head
Cleaning up this house, it's nothing new
Go to bed, for I go get me a shoe
I'm bout to get the belt yo who ate my tru fru
When I ask them about it no one has a blues clue
Just leave me alone if you fake
Six plus two cuz you know this mom ate
My man coming home lemme make him a plate
Cuz I know he gone be mad if he get his food late
Then I gotta go do some laundry
I'm prolly walking round like a zombie
I'm in the bathroom they tryna find me
These kids going nuts you better talk to me calmly
I hold it down wit this mom shit
And still got time to make this content
Thinking Imma fail yo that's nonsense
You think this bout you naw that's just yo guilty conscience
You better cool me down cuz I'm hot
A stay at home mom get the broom and the mop
Call me elevator cuz I'm going to the top
I done changed my whole life wit these pans and these pots
I told the kids go to bed
Mama counting money getting to this bread
I'm a boss chick that's what I said
You know you like this grey patch in my head
I told the kids go to bed
Mama counting money getting to this bread
I'm a boss chick that's what I said
You know you like this grey patch in my head