Oh, oh mama, uh-oh . . .

That boy on the corner, he be' sellin' fluff
Can't tell him nothin, 'cause his life is tough
Gotta make a livin,' he be' out all night
But the old folks say Betty raised that boy up right

Mama said,
Boy, you need some Holy Water
My Mama said
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water
Mama said,
Come on, come on, drink some Holy Water
My Mama said,
Child, take the Lord with you, take the Lord with you, oh!

Babies makin' babies, doin' deals in the street
Boy's got a deadline with a windin' sheet
His baby mother outta school, outta dreams
Caught up in soaps while little Malcolm screams

Mama said,

Boy, you need some Holy Water
My Mama said
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water
Mama said,
Come on, come on, drink some Holy Water
My Mama said,
Take the Lord with you, take the Lord with you...oh, Mama
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water, child
Everyone knows you can't fight fire with fire, no!
Ashes to ashes, from cradle to grave
Drink Holy Water, the boy can surely be saved, oh, no...
Mama said,
Boy, you need some Holy Water
My Mama said
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water
Mama said,
Come on, child, drink some Holy Water
My Mama said,
Take the Lord with you, take the Lord with you...oh, Mama

Writer : CHRIS FRANTZ, CHARLES PETTIGREW, TINA WEYMOUTH
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group