Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
I will fuck your mom with strap on,
Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.
Now they mention my nigga with all the greats
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,
Lets talk about the cars y'all got
Your mom jumped on this cock
You got that indie glow
Your mom blows, she's a hoe
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying
Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting
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