Luyện nghe bài hát M.I.L.F.

Ok, I love me some of yo mama, (oh) true (true that)
call me daddy, only she can do that
Ok, me and yo mama be fuckin, boy you ain't that
You seen her lookin all mad, ain't time for ya
You up, I'm back, eating up all your snacks
Don't ask for help your math (stupid)
my fault, you can't add
Don't be out here fake cryin,
Up in the keyhole spying
Only knock the door if you're
I wish I could stay forever (I love it)
You the only reason me and your ain't together
She's so much than my old bitch
Man, I love old bitch
I do

No stress, no drama, her hatin, they know I fucked their mama
I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya
I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya

The way she both cheekies
Boy, she freaky, shoulda known she was
I walked inside the room and I seen that slinky
Even me use my pinky the way she teach me
just so dreamy, oh God, damn, man
I cheat on tests, cheat on I cheat when I can
I'm even cheating on my whip, I got a side
But she made me wanna cut off all my side (I love you, baby)
A be tryna taste her, take her
They rape her, stand out the daycare sit there and there
Fuck, I can't trust the neighbors, damn (what you lookin' at?)
You niggas stick to young hoes
I got a freak wash, dry, and fold clothes
You

No stress, no drama, her kids hatin, they I fucked their mama
I love ya mama, I ya mama, I love ya mama
I love ya mama, I ya mama, I love ya mama

I got my welfare check, smokin' on that
Hell yeah I'm
daddy-down my back
Now what you got for me
I it's big and it's long
I take my teeth out, suck it
That's your dick belong
Yeah, do it that daddy
Pump bump bump it in my ass-matic
You a dummie, you is big
(Mom, I'm hungry) Shut mouth, you little bastards gone
All this ass is for you Seany, can I you Seany?
Sl-Sl-Slap me in my with it
Get a crack ? with that in it
Cause if I got then I'm lacin it
Eat all this ass, tastin' it

I got yo mama all in my
all in my 9
Rollie tell the
She yours, she ain't mine
Throw a every time
I think my just lost its mind
Put yo mama on that shit, sippin' lean, snorting lines
like bonjour
Last ten years been on tour
And I got that old money
I touch green than a lawnmower
With a ratchet bitch, you up
I'm on my tour bus fucking mamas getting up
I take bitch to my mansion
And a nigga can't pay her to
Yo mama a great head doctor, no PhD
My pockets stuffed that dough
I it all in the streets
I just go to the club, and throw it all on a freak
Yo