Singer, Victoria Monét Comes Out With New Song, “On My Mama” (+Lyrics)

American singer-songwriter, Victoria Monét is out with the new track, “On My Mama” produced by Deputy & Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman. Listen, stream, read teh lyrics, buy the song.

“Victoria Monét’s latest track ‘On My Mama’, produced by Deputy and Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman, is a soulful and uplifting blend of R&B, pop, and hip-hop. The song celebrates the strength of women and the bond between mother and child with powerful lyrics such as “When you need that backbone, swear on my mama she gon’ be there.” Monét’s smooth vocals effortlessly glide over the beat, creating a contagious energy that makes it impossible not to move.

The production is a perfect match for her voice, with Deputy and Gitelman bringing together catchy guitar riffs, bouncy basslines, and drums that make it impossible not to get lost in the rhythm. It’s definitely worth adding to your feel-good playlist!

Victoria Monét – On My Mama (prod. Deputy & Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman)

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16 June 2023
1 Song, 3 minutes
℗ 2023 Lovett Music, Inc., under exclusive license to RCA Records

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Victoria Monét]
When they say, “She get it from her mama”
I’ma say, “You fuckin’ right”
Body rude, it’s unpolite
Done bein’ the humble type
Tell me, is you down?
‘Cause I’m tryna go up tonight
Hoes and hoochies left and right
I just wanna live in a fantasy
I think we deserve it, right?
Top all the memories
I’ve ever made in my life
Permanent ecstasy (Oh)
Ladies is pimps tonight
Livin’ inside a dream (Oh)
Let’s lay where the lover’s lie

[Chorus: Victoria Monét]
I put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
Put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good

[Post-Chorus: Chalie Boy]
On my mama (Mama), on my hood (Hood)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good)
Touch my swag (Swag), wish you could (Could)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good)

[Verse 2: Victoria Monét]
I’m so deep in my bag
Like a grandma with a peppermint
They say, “Ooh, she smell good”
That’s just ’cause I’m Heaven-sent
Sex game go stupid (Ayy)
Snappin’ like a toothpick (Ayy)
Man, to tell the truth, your opinion is irrelevant
But I, I know you think I’m fine
Might be too fine to hit it from behind
Reflection in the mirror don’t decline
I can’t even lie, lie, lie

[Chorus: Victoria Monét]
I put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
Put that on my own mama, on my hood (On my hood, ayy)
I look fly, I look good (I look fly, I look good, ayy, ayy)
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could (Touch my bag, you wish you could)
I look fly, I look too good

[Post-Chorus: Chalie Boy, Both]
On my mama (Mama), on my hood (Hood)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good)
Touch my swag (Swag), wish you could (Could)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good)
On my mama (Mama), on my hood (Hood)
Mama, on my hood
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good)
I look fly, I look good
Touch my swag (Swag), wish you could (Could)
I know you wish you could (Ayy, ayy)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good, good, good, good)
I look fly, I look good

[Outro: Victoria Monét]
Mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
I know you wish you could