Luyện nghe bài hát M.I.L.F.

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

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

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

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

I got my welfare check, on that crack
Hell I'm unemployed
Baby my back
Now you got for me Sean?
I heard big and it's long
I take my out, suck it good
where your dick belong
Yeah, do it like that
Pump pump bump it in my ass-matic
You a dummie, you is big
(Mom, I'm hungry) Shut your mouth, you bastards gone
All ass is for you Seany, can I call you Seany?
Sl-Sl-Slap me in my face it
Get a crack ? with that in it
Cause if I got weed then I'm it
Eat all this ass, tastin' it

I got yo mama all in my
all in my 9
Rollie tell the
She ain't yours, she ain't
Throw a every time
I think my just lost its mind
Put yo mama on that shit, sippin' lean, snorting lines
Overseas bonjour
Last ten years been on tour
And I still got that old
I touch more than a lawnmower
With a bitch, you laid up
I'm on my tour bus mamas getting paid up
I that bitch to my mansion
And a nigga pay her to leave
Yo mama a head doctor, with no PhD
My stuffed with that dough
I it all in the streets
I might just go to the club, and throw it all on a
Yo