Mama Makes Three (feat. Jennifer Hudson) Lyrics

A boy I go to school with calls me up for a date
He said "I'll come and get you bout a quarter to eight"
We go off to a movie where he steals a little kiss
And then we park around the corner to explore a little bliss
I think his heart's pounding but it isn't my man
It's my mama out the window with a frying pan
Saying "hey there, mister, that's my little girl
Keep your cultivating fingers off my precious little pearl"
I never get to keep no company
Because one and one is two but baby
Mama makes three
Now ladies, listen up.
Moved away and finally meet the man of my dreams
He put the diamond on my finger, how it sparkles and gleams
We have a simple wedding with the with the shoes and the rice

And then we head off to our honeymoon to really break the ice
I whispered, "dim the lights" and go to slip on something red
But when I turn around you know who's lying in bed
Saying, "hey there, mister, that's the light of my life
I ain't giving up my daughter just because she's your wife
We'll never add a branch to our family three
Because one and one is two but baby
Mama makes three, oh!
Mama makes three!
Yeah, mama makes three!
Mama makes three!
Yeah, oh!
Hey mama I love you still but
Hey mam I've had my fill
Hey mama you're where it began
Hey mama I love my man
Hey mama please leave us alone
Hey mama just use the phone
Hey mama you had romance
So mama give a girl a chance
Just give me a chance, give me a chance
Give a girl a chance!