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Doin' Your Mom

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[chorus]

Im doin your mom. Yes yours!
I first saw her in the Wal-Mart pickin out your
drawers.
Big Dolly Parton hair like an 80s prom queen
But her ass was lookin good all up in those
mom-jeans.
I approached her in the checkout line, and said yo
baby wassup?
She had two gallons of milk, and I was starin at her
jugs.

Five minutes later she agreed to get with me
So we went and rocked the minivan like Giggity.
Giggity. Giggity.
I was ridin your mom like she was Mario Kart.
I gave her a lift back to her crib cause her car
wouldnt start.
She invited me in the house, and we started makin out
again.

How many times I tap that ass? OVER 9000!!
Yeah. She called me Pledge cause I knocked the dust
off it.
She later made me a sandwich and she cut the crust off
it.
Cause she knows how I like it, and that Im a little
young
To be in the bed, butt-naked doin your mom.

[repeat chorus]
I like your mamas big butt, and I cannot lie.
You other brothers cant deny that shes fly.
We make sexy time, yes and every night I tap that.
She saw me butt-naked, now she thinks Im half black.

Your moms the best, the super M.I.L.F.
Cause she loves to toss the salad even though she aint
a chef
And I blame it on the al-al-al-cohol
But If I were you, I wouldnt kiss your mom on the
mouth at all.
She likes the Donkey-Punch. She likes the Dirty
Sanchez.
Sometimes she even likes to fool around in your bed.
She likes rough sex with handcuffs and Ill be honest
She likes me to Chris Brown her when she acts like
Rihanna.

She's so therapeutic. When I need to cure my
restlessness
I br-br-br-br-br-br-br-br motorboat your moms
breastestess.
I didnt wanna tell you, but I had to write this song
cause Im in your house every night doin your mom.

[repeat chorus]

[bridge]

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