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