"Mommy Issues" lyrics

You're good at masquerading
The second that I came in
Face straight but legs a shaking
No business, too much pleasure
You can't keep it together
With an angel dressed in leather

When I say kinky, I don't mean curls
When I say give me, I mean the world
When I say baby, you bite your lip
I know exactly where you get your kicks

Because
Baby I'm giving you the mommy issues
Know I make you wish I put my body on you
Say you'd give me anything
When I call the shots, you call me
Walk into the room and you get mommy issues
The way I move makes you follow my rules
You want me to pull the strings
When I call the shots, you call me

Mommy
Mommy
When I call the shots, you call me

You say you want no other
Picture us undercover
I'll be your confidential lover
Oh, it's so entertaining
Yeah, you love trouble making
But I permit no misbehaving

When I say kinky, I don't mean curls
When I say give me, I mean the world
When I say baby, you bite your lip (You bite your lip)
I know exactly where you get your kicks

Because
Baby I'm giving you the mommy issues
Know I make you wish I put my body on you
Say you'd give me anything
When I call the shots, you call me
Walk into the room and you get mommy issues
The way I move makes you follow my rules
You want me to pull the strings
When I call the shots, you call me

Mommy
(M O M M Y, why you acting shy?)
Mommy
(M O M M Y)
When I call the shots, you call me
Mommy
(M O M M Y, why you acting shy?)
Mommy
(M O M M Y)
When I call the shots, you call me
Mommy