In "Doctor Mama," Belly Gang Kushington and YKNIECE turn a club-ready question about a woman’s body into a boastful back-and-forth over whether her shape is inherited or bought. He flaunts cash and designer gifts while claiming he does not care about the answer, and she answers proudly that it comes from her mama, matching his energy with equal swagger. The repeated call and response turns the question into a chant about confidence, ownership, and attraction. The song celebrates thick bodies and bold self-assurance without needing a deeper resolution.
Doctor Mama Lyrics by Belly Gang Kushington
(Feat. YKNIECE)
Get it from, get it from
Damn, girl, get all that shit back
Bop that shit and groove that shit
Ayy, ayy (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Where you get it from? Where you get it from?
Where you get it from? Where you get it from?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Damn, where you get it from? (Where I get it from?)
Where you get it from? (My mama) Where you get it from? (My doctor)
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Damn
Ayy, look, man, where you get all of that ass?
I think she want a dope boy ’cause I be countin’ all of this cash
I think she got a lil’ attitude to her, she want me to buy her a bag
Damn, I think all of these hoes the same, I treat a ho just like my last
Get her up out of there, fine shit, don’t know how to act
I gotta go Fendi up out of here, I gotta go get her a Audemar
She want a rose gold diamond chain, she don’t want no copper
She say she get it from her mama, shit, I think it’s the doctor
Shit, I think it’s her mama, I don’t give a fuck
I like the lil’ ho, I’m bill her up
I like this lil’ ho, man, she thick as fuck
I’m in her ear like, “Look”
Man, you know I love that chocolate shit, you chocolate bitch
Anything you want, I buy the store, you know I got it, bitch
Where you get it from? Where you get it from?
Where you get it from? Where you get it from?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Damn, where you get it from? (Where I get it from?)
Where you get it from? (My mama) Where you get it from? (My doctor)
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Damn
Damn, he like when I throw that wham
On the big guy throwin’ these yams
It shake like jelly, no jam
I’m a bitch, I’m puttin’ that belt to ass
Fuck nigga, you know who I am
I get it from my mama, even I love it to throw that wham, bitch
Told a nigga he play, I skate
Fuck nigga, I hand him the K
Pretty shit, YK give face
Make a nigga wanna fuck first date
Have him eat it up broad day
You know a hatin’ bitch gon’ hate
It is what it is, I’m straight
He want this shit on cam
And I look the same way on the ‘Gram
Told her, “Put it in his face,” goddamn
Am I havin’ this shit? Yes, ma’am
Can’t even drop my dime
I’m the biggest, the fuck you forgot
He don’t know me, jump out the pot
He wanna know what I’m ’bout, he keep askin’
Where you get it from? (Ah) Where you get it from? (Where I get it from?)
Where you get it from? (My mama) Where you get it from? (My doctor)
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Damn, where you get it from?
Where you get it from? Where you get it from?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Where you get that ass from, your mama or the doctor, bitch?
Damn
