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Well, if you love your mama and you treat her right |
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But she keeps on fussin' at you everyday and night |
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And she's triflin' on you, they'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts steppin' |
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Lord, you nearly lose your mind |
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Now if your mama's mean, take a tip from me |
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Lock her up at home but Lord hang on to that key |
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'Cause she won't triflin' on you, she'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts steppin' |
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Lord, you nearly lose your mind |
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But if your mama's good I'll tell you what to do |
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Give her lots of lovin', Lord, but watch her closely too |
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'Cause she's gonna trifle on you, they'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts steppin' |
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Lord, you nearly lose your mind |
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Now you come home to your mama, find your clothes ain't clean |
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You can bet you're slippin' if you know just what I mean |
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'Cause she's been triflin' on you, they'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts steppin' |
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Lord, you nearly lose your mind |
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Now you may have a mama who says that she is true |
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But wait till you get down and out and really need her too |
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She'll trifle on you, they'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts steppin' |
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Lord, you nearly lose your mind |
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Now I've been lotta places, not much I ain't done |
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But when it comes to women, Lord, I just don't trust no one |
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Because they'll trifle on ye, they'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts steppin' |
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Lord, you nearly lose your mind |
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Nearly drive you crazy |
