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Lucy Pearl - Can't Stand Your Mother lyrics
I can't, can't stand your mother She's just so much in our business And I can't really deal with it I can't, can't stand your mother Try to have you as a friend But you've got to understand (Raphael) I used to love when Christmas time came around But now all I do is frown (frown, frown, frown) I can't even talk to you on my own Believe it or not (whispher) And I can't even use my own damn phone That why I can't stand your mama babe I can't, can't stand your mother She's just so much in our business And I can't really deal with it I can't, can't stand your mother Try to have you as a friend But you've got to understand (Dawne) I didn't really wanna to go there (go there) But your mama's in my head In the closet In the bedroom Saying things that I can't bear Telling me how I should live Tell me how to raise my kid Always wanna borrow money Got the nerve to act so funny You better deal with her Or you'll be living with her Cause I, cause I I can't, can't stand your mother She's just so much in our business And I can't really deal with it I can't, can't stand your mother Try to have you as a friend But you've got to understand (Raphael) Girl, your mama's wrong Living with her daughter When her ass is grown Thought we were supposed To be alone All I wanna do is wear My own cologne Well, well (Dawne) Your mama's just as bad Needs to mind her business With her nosy ass Showing up uninvited She ain't go no class Complaining, always hating About the things we have Can't deal with that Repeat I can't, can't stand your mother She's just so much in our business And I can't really deal with it I can't, can't stand your mother Try to have you as a friend But you've got to understand I can't, can't stand your mother She's just so much in our business And I can't really deal with it I can't, can't stand your mother Try to have you as a friend But you've got to understand (Dawne) I'm through with you And your mama too Get your walking shoes Get to stepping fool Cause I'm through with you So, through with you And your mama too Get your walking shoes Get to stepping fool Cause I'm through with you I can't, can't stand your mother She's just so much in our business And I can't really deal with it I can't, can't stand your mother Try to have you as a friend But you've got to understand |
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