Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Your mom jumped on this cock
I’m the king of rock
Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,
We ain't playing no fucking games
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
But did you think about your mom,
When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
You based your life off of 50's shit
In the midst of a fire pit
Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.
Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks
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