Listen to Mama Can't Help You by Doyle Bramhall II

Mama Can't Help You

Doyle Bramhall II

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Doyle Bramhall II

Doyle Bramhall II

Vocals

Woody Jackson

Electric Guitar

Chris Bruce

Electric Guitar

Christina Courtin

Christina Courtin

Strings

Cian Riordan

Organ

Davey Chegwidden

Davey Chegwidden

Percussion

James Gadson

Drums

Tim Lefebvre

Bass

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Doyle Bramhall II

Doyle Bramhall II

Composer

KZ Jones

Composer

Paul Stacey

String Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Doyle Bramhall II

Doyle Bramhall II

Producer

Woody Jackson

Co-Producer

Andy Taub

Co-Producer

Adam Minkoff

Co-Producer

Michael Harris

Co-Producer

Lyrics

Yo' mama can't help you no more

Believe it

Well, well, well, baby

Oh, yeah

I'm sorry that I looked your way

Didn't know what I was getting into

And everything I had to lose

To get small enough to fit in your life

So I got to sit down and think about it'

Cause you're taking me out

I lost myself

Nothing left to lose

I don't want no more shit now

And I'm tired of living this way

And you're causing

Oh, Yo' mama can't help you no more

Oh, you're alone now

Yo mama can't help you no more

And she's lonely just like you

I'm not into living this way

And I ain't playing, baby

I've got to make a move

With my heart in the dirt and my toes on the yard

Oh I can't see past your knee

Your jealousy and greed now

You take everything

And I'm out on the street

So why you still stirring up shit now?

Are you tired of being this way?

Oh! Yo mama can't help you no more

Can't do it, babe

Oh, who are you gonna blame?

You're making a mess of me

Using up everything

Yo mama can't help you no more

It's time to grow up

You're making a mess of me

Using up everything

The street beats sharing yo' shelter

Too cold and too small for two

Only ever made room for you

You need your greed and your jealousy

I wanna get with it

I'm getting right with me

Come on lady, get right with yourself

Don't matter how hard you hit now

I'm so much stronger

And I can't hear you

Oh, break it down

Can't help you no more

No, can't help you no more

You're making a mess of me

Using up everything

No, yo' mama can't help you no more

Oh, baby

You're making a mess of me

Using up everything

Yeah, Oh, that man don't fit no more

I can't help you with that no more

I gotta a new life

I got my whole stuff back

But I ain't got my watch

Ain't that cold?

Written by: Doyle Bramhall II, KZ Jones

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