Big lady lovin

[Verse One] Well your mum is the mum, And she likes to fight Listen to her heartbeat , You cant see me She?s the queen of putting out campfires Second to the market but she wont feed me Well she rise on her size, Keeps her eyes on the prize Gotta fridge, four remotes, And a couch with a TV She don?t use no tact when she?s on the attack Cause something had to get me going