She got the switch in the stash that's back to back beatings
And felt that belt stingin' after I wet that bed
Punishments like have a ceas, back then when friends
Take me across her lap
When I was bad, bad
Take me across her lap
In the corner weavin' and screamin' trying to block my head
Ragged out, bad belt yes her presence was felt
She whipped me hard when I finished eatin'
Despite the alcohol, I had a great old mama
She used to whip me with a strap
Take me across her lap
That's called the belt help me as I yelled
I picked the peas off my plate and pour juice in her nigga food
Momma shake me real hard, then get the big gat
When I was bad, bad
But then came Darryl Mack, lightin' all the reefer up
Only went outside for free lunch with welts on my legs still leakin', yo
Get beat, then I'd run and tell grandma, "Mama hit me for no reason"
Take me across her lap
When I was bad, bad
Caught another when I told her those, the fake pro-keds
Baby, caught a contact I'm trying to tie my sneaker up
But when I was a lil' dude her son was a lil' rude
Then get my black ass in the bed it's time crash out
When I was bad, bad
I heard a voice "get in the room, I get angry
I'm in the room like, with mad welps
She used to whip me with a strap
She famous for her slaps and to this day she's honored
Hid my drawers and start cryin', when she felt that bed
I'm missing all the loops strings going in the wrong holes
Take me across her lap
It feels like I'm wobbling, look at all these Afros
I got it from the older folks sittin' in the living room
She used to whip me with a strap
She used to whip me with a strap
Picture me snotty nose sittin'' on my aunt's lap
And neighbors would bust that ass and bring you back to your momma
Nowadays, kids don't get beat, they get big treats, fresh pair of sneaks
When I was bad, bad
Soon as I thought I was good the joke's on me
Sting my feet catch a tantrum, spit, scream, fuck that
The kid like five or six, shit, I will curse back
Everybody had cups stylistic song boom
She used to whip me with a strap
