I Ain't Your Mama

I Ain't Your Mama - The Hit Crew

I still had rice in my hair

Still had stars in my eyes

When I started picking up your underwear the other night

There they were on the floor when I woke up today

If you don't pick them up

I'm gonna throw them away

Oh I know I call you "Baby"

But that's just a figure of speech

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

Oh I love you to death

But I didn't take you to raise

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

But I know why she gave you away

You like to stroll in from work

Have your supper at five

Oh I used to be a sucker for those big pretty eyes

Well the kitchen's all yours

Mister you got two hands

It's time for you to learn to wipe a pot and a pan

So you're hungry for spaghetti

Well baby don't look at me

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

Boy I love you to death

But I didn't take you to raise

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

But I know why she gave you away

It ain't like you ain't good to me

You're as cute as you can be

I know you're used to doing what you wanna

But I ain't your mama

Sorry baby

Oh yeah I wanna make love

But you can make the bed up

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

Oh I love you to death

But I didn't take you to raise

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

But I know why she gave you away

I ain't your mama I ain't your mama

But I sure know why she gave you away yeah