verse
Hey, I might not really be your mother
That don't mean that I don't really love ya
And even though I married your father
That's not the only reason I'm here for ya
chorus
That's what you do, what you do
What you do, what you do for love
There ain't nothing, there ain't nothing
There ain't nothing I won't do for us
This blended family, but baby
That's what you do, what you do
What you do, what you do for love, love
chorus
That's what you do, what you do
What you do, what you do for love
There ain't nothing, there ain't nothing
There ain't nothing I won't do for us
This blended family, but baby
That's what you do, what you do
What you do, what you do for love, love
verse
I remember having four step-moms at nine
Loved Christmas time and birthday was fly
Hit my sister's just for dinner 'cause the cookin' was bomb
Her mother's supper made me love her like she took me to prom, uh
And shoutout to my sisters on welfare
Flacko care, if nobody else care
And shoutout to the step-sisters and step-brothers
And god-sisters, who eventually slept with us
Real love, but you do it right, alright
Everthing's alright, alright
chorus
That's what you do, what you do
What you do, what you do for love (That's just what you do)
There ain't nothing, there ain't nothing
There ain't nothing I won't do for us (For you baby)
This blended family but baby
That's what you do, what you do
What you do, what you do for love, love
outro
That's just what you do, yeah (For love)
For the love of the babies (For love)
We're a blended family (For love)
And it's alright (For love)
Writer(s): Dave Cuncio, Rakim Mayers, Latisha Tawana Hyman, Alicia J. Augello-cook, Mark Christopher Batson, Brandon Aly, Kenneth Neil Withrow, John Bradley Houser, Edie Arlisa Brickell, John Walter Bush