Lyrics Does Your Mama Know? - Mark Dohner

Does Your Mama Know?

Night out and your looking all freaky with it
Black jeans, black shirt no hickeys with it
I got options in the club but I’m picky with it
Yeah I’m picky with it
You stole my heart like a criminal (criminal)
It runs deep than the visuals
I can tell that you’re feeling me
Maybe we should live a little
First night we slept on a mattress
Put my hand on your leg and you smacked it
I guess you were afraid to be passionate
But now I know you get down like Kardashians, yeah
Does your mama know, when she locks the door you’re sneaking out at night (out
at night)?
Does your mama know, when you’re with the girls its really you and I?
Does your mama know when we kill the lights good guys are not your type (not
your type)?
Does your mama know you strike a pose you ain’t too camera shy?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
You ain’t too camera shy
Top down in the car when I’m riding with you
Hair in the wind kinda like I’m flyin with you
Yeah I can put the miles on you (miles on you)
And I can put the smiles on you
Got the chica in the tub yeah we swimmin in it
Na na na na, now let’s get jiggy with it
Call me daddy cuz I’m so Diddy with it
Yeah I’m so Diddy with it
First night we slept on a mattress
Put my hand on your leg and you smacked it
I guess you were afraid to be passionate
But now I know you get down like Kardashians, yeah
Does your mama know, when she locks the door you’re sneaking out at night (out
at night)?
Does your mama know, when you’re with the girls its really you and I (really
you and I)?
Does your mama know when we kill the lights good guys are not your type (not
your type)?
Does your mama know you strike a pose you ain’t too camera shy (ain't to camera
shy)?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
You ain’t too camera shy
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
You ain’t too camera shy
I know things about you
It’s a bitter pill to swallow
But theres nothin about you (you)
That’ll keep me from you tomorrow
I know things about you
Its a bitter pill to swallow
But theres nothin about you (you)
That’ll keep me from you tomorrow (morrow)
Does your mama know you strike a pose you ain’t too camera shy (ain't to camera
shy)?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ain't to camera shy)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (gettin freaky with it)
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, yeah yeah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, gettin freaky with it
(You ain’t too camera shy)
Does your mama know when she locks the door you’re sneaking out at night?
Oh
When you’re with the girls its really you and I?
Does your mama know when we kill the lights good guys are not your type (not
your type)?
Does your mama know you strike a pose you ain’t too camera shy (ain't to camera
shy)?