Lyrics:
I ain't gon' be cooking all day
I ain't your mama
I ain't gon' do your laundry
I ain't your mama, hmm
I ain't your mama, boy, I ain't your mama
When
I ain't gon' be cooking all day
I ain't your mama
I ain't gon' do your laundry
I ain't your mama
I ain't your mama, boy, I ain't your mama
When you
I ain't gon' be cooking all day, I ain't your mama
I ain't gon' do your laundry, I ain't your mama
I ain't your mama, boy, I ain't your mama
When
I ain't gon' be cooking all day
I ain't your mama
I ain't gon' do your laundry
I ain't your mama, hmm
I ain't your mama, boy, I ain't your mama
When
I ain't gon' be cooking all day, I ain't your mama
I ain't gon' do your laundry, I ain't your mama
I ain't your mama, boy, I ain't your mama
When
baby anytime you wanna
But I ain't your mama
No I ain't your mama
I won't make the rules
I won't wipe your nose
I ain't gonna check up on ya
your mama don't like drama
You know this ain't working out
Anything but all in
Baby ain't what I'm about
I need a man not a boy
You shouldn't have to be
you're walkin' on ice
I ain’t your MAMA - Don't like DRAMA
You know this ain’t workin' out
Anything but all in
Baby ain’t what I’m about
I need a man -
sing like no one's around
And dance like your mama ain't proud (proud proud proud)
Proud (proud proud proud)
Drop down do the hoaky-poaky
She ain't
here worrying
While you're looking to find yourself
Somebody else
Ain't gonna be your sugar mama no more
Well you can't have love, people
When
says no
Says he's got a little honey on Telephone Road
Come on, come on, come on, let's go
This ain't Louisiana
Your Mama won't know
Come on, come
here worrying
While you're looking to find yourself
Somebody else
Ain't gonna be your sugar mama no more
Well you can't have love, people
When
Ooh, I know you've been seeing him too
Yeah it hurts being played the fool
Why don't we go somewhere quiet talk it through?
Cus this ain't your mama's
lips at? Where your lips at?
Where your kiss at? Where your kiss at? Where your kiss at?
I ain't your mama
But I'm your drama
You make my heart
It ain't good as new, it's better
Hop in the back and you start to understand
This ain't your mama's minivan
Sliding doors make it all worth it
Cause
Your mama
Came from Carolina
Settled down this boy from Georgia
And boy, she sure is gorgeous, ain't she son?
Your mama
Got the patience
(Hey, aye)
(Aye, aye)
(Aye, aye, nah, nah)
It ain't no honor in they blood
They only loyal to the drugs
Your mama raised a bitch, you ain't a thug
the room
Ain't go no trust in your mama
Ain't got no trust in your daddy
Ain't got no trust in your sister
And she ain't got trust in you
She want
bout
You ain't ready for your mama to be walking out (uh uh)
That big a** church with all your people, crying, hollering bout
Why you had to take my
‘Cause the one thing I can’t drink away
Is this ex on the beach
I ain’t your Bahama mama
Hold the drama
I need a piña colada
Not another ex on the beach
I
your heat
Even though I'm on parole, I still clutch my heat
Pick up the street sweeper, to sweep up the street
I got my serve, that ain't your mama
how to act
Now you got me, now you've got me
Making excuses while you treat me bad
Till I leave, till I leave
I ain't your mama, you can't drive my
my Pepsi can
Drink your water, drink your water, drink your water, yeah
Do what you wanna, what you wanna, what you wanna though
I ain't your mama but
hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
I'm a real bitch I can't fake shit
You a fucking pussy you don't shake
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