Big Sean - M.I.L.F. lyrics

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Big Sean - M.I.L.F. lyrics

Ok, I love me some of yo mama, (oh) true that (true that) Don't call me daddy, only she can do that Ok, me and yo mama be f**in, boy you ain't about that You seen her lookin all mad, ain't time for ya nap? You wake up, I'm back, eating up all your snacks Don't ask for help with your math (stupid) Ain't my fault, you can't add Don't be out here fake cryin, lyin Up in the keyhole straight spying Only knock the door if you're dyin I wish I could stay here forever (I love it) You the only reason me and your mama ain't together She's so much better than my old b**h Man, I love that old b**h I do No stress, no drama, her kids hatin, they know I f**ed their mama I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya mama I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya mama The way she bounce both cheekies Boy, she freaky, shoulda known she was kinky When I walked inside the room and I seen that slinky Even made me use my pinky the way she teach me It's just so dreamy, oh God, damn, man I cheat on tests, cheat on hoes I cheat when I can I'm even cheating on my whip, I got a side Benz But she made me wanna cut off all my side friends (I love you, baby) A n***a be tryna taste her, take her They rape her, stand out the daycare sit there and wait there f**, I can't even trust the neighbors, damn (what you lookin' at?) You n***as stick to your young hoes I got a freak that wash, dry, and fold clothes You motherf**ers No stress, no drama, her kids hatin, they know I f**ed their mama I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya mama I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya mama I got my welfare check, smokin' on that crack Hell yeah I'm unemployed Baby daddy-down my back Now what you got for me Sean? I heard it's big and it's long I take my teeth out, s** it good That's where your dick belong Yeah, do it like that daddy Pump pump bump bump it in my a**-matic You a dummie, you is big balls (Mom, I'm hungry) Shut your mouth, you little ba*tards gone All this a** is for you Seany, can I call you Seany? Sl-Sl-Slap me in my face with it Get a crack ? with that ba** in it Cause if I got weed then I'm lacin it Eat all this a**, quit tastin' it I got yo mama all in my line Bullets all in my 9 Rollie tell the time She ain't yours, she ain't mine Throw a hundred every time I think my coupe just lost its mind Put yo mama on that trippy sh**, sippin' lean, snorting lines Overseas like bonjour Last ten years I've been on tour And I still got that old money I touch more green than a lawnmower With a ratchet b**h, you laid up I'm on my tour bus f**ing mamas getting paid up I take that b**h to my mansion And a n***a can't pay her to leave Yo mama a great head doctor, with no PhD My pockets stuffed with that dough I made it all in the streets I might just go to the club, and throw it all on a freak Yo mama

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