momma n.1
1. (US black, also mommy) a woman, any woman, spec. as a term of address.
Don’t Get Me Wrong (1956) 48: Nine hundred and ninety-nine guys out of every thousand believe that all the mommas they happen across are just sweet, soft an’ lovin’ babies. | ||
‘Kitty Barrett’ in Life (1976) 53: Say, Mommy, where are you from? | et al.||
Candy (1970) 119: Here’s a credential for you, momma! | ||
Burn, Killer, Burn! 92: Dig my man Roach kicking them weird sounds, momma. | ||
Black Players 194: Most often the ho is called ‘Momma’ affectionately by her man. | ||
Ladies’ Man (1985) 18: Listen, Mommy, you’re gonna be fine tonight. | ||
Glitter Dome (1982) 151: At least one massive momma came wallumping into the Hollywood vice office bitching about a Tuna Can Tommy Polaroid she found on her windshield. | ||
Davo’s Little Something 11: I’m hip to the re-bop momma don’t you worry. | ||
(con. 1960s) Blood Brothers 11: Oh, she was a juicy momma! | ||
Night Dogs 30: ‘Here, momma. Lemme help you outta that bullet-proof vest’. |
2. (US black) a girlfriend, a lover.
In Order to Die 168: [B]etween his barmaid and his pistol-packing momma he must have had his hands full . | ||
Burn, Killer, Burn! 163: That momma Marion would jump salty if she knew you was blowing weed. | ||
Runnin’ Down Some Lines 247: momma […] 2. A lover, mate, girlfriend. |
3. a male-to-male term of friendly address.
Burn, Killer, Burn! 19: You know we’s ace-boon-coons, momma. |
4. synon. for motherfucker n.
CBS-TV 1 June [TV] If I don’t defrost this momma [a refrigerator] pretty soon, I can return it to Peggy Fleming to rehearse in [R]. | ||
Dict. of Invective (1991) 258: Such variations on the unstated theme as M.F., Marshall Field, and Mister Franklin, the slurred mo’-fo’ and muh-fuh, the rococo triple-clutcher, popularized by black truck drivers in army construction battalions; and the clipped momma, mother, and muther. |
In compounds
see under mother- n.
(US black) a name-calling ritual that depends heavily on mutually abusing the participants’ mothers.
Runnin’ Down Some Lines 93: Somebody get to sayin’ somethin’ ’bout some else’s momma. ‘Aw, y’ momma!’ They be playin’. ‘You momma’s a dog!’ Start d’ momma’s game! [...] We don’t play d’ momma’s dozen too much. That starts confusion. [...] A lotta confusion, a lotta fightin’. Don’ shoot on d’ moms less’n you fittin’ to fight. | ||
Straight Outta Compton 17: [chaper heading] Momma’s Game. |