Mom lyrics
by David Shawty
[Intro]
Yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah
[Chorus]
I just mix the Margiela with the Balmains
I just f*ck yo mama 'cause yo mama love me
I just mix the Margiela with the Balmains
I just f*ck yo mama 'cause yo mama love me
She got me on her phone, yeah, yeah, she texting me
She wanna sex on me, yeah, she wanna f*ck on me
She got me on her phone, yeah, yeah, she texting me
She wanna sex on me, yeah, she wanna f*ck on me
[Verse]
She hitting my phone like, "b*tch, please call me"
I'm like, "b*tch, shut the f*ck up, I'm balling"
Balling like Spalding, balling with the Wesson
Smith & Wesson on me, yeah, it's for protection
I don't need no f*cking lames in my section
But I be off a bean, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah
[Chorus]
I just mix the Margiela with the Balmains
I just f*ck yo mama 'cause yo mama love me
I just mix the Margiela with the Balmains
I just f*ck yo mama 'cause yo mama love me
She got me on her phone, yeah, yeah, she texting me
She wanna sex on me, yeah, she wanna f*ck on me
She got me on her phone, yeah, yeah, she texting me
She wanna sex on me, yeah, she wanna f*ck on me