Testo MILF - Big Sean feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J

Testo della canzone MILF (Big Sean feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J), tratta dall'album Hall Of Fame

Oh
Oh
You are just what the doctor ordered
Ooh, look up there
I heard you was a pleaser, and baby, oh shit!
Man, not my mama (yep)
Man, not my mama
Man, not my mama (yep, uh)
Quit messin' with my mama
Okay, I love me some of yo mama, (oh) true that (true that)
Don't call me daddy, only she can do that
Okay, me and yo mama be fuckin' (yup)
Boy, you don't know nothin' about that
You seen her lookin' all mad (mad), ain't it time for ya nap?
You wake up, I'm back (back) eating up all your snacks (hah)
Don't ask for help with your math (stupid)
Ain't my fault, you can't add
Don't be out here fake crying, lying
Up in the keyhole straight spying
Only knock the door if you're dying (don't you knock on this door)
I wish I could stay in here forever (I love it)
You the only reason me and yo mama ain't together (lil b-)
She's so much better than my old bitch
Man, I love that old bitch, I do
(Oh, this feels so nice, oh shit)
No stress, no drama
Her kids hatin', they know I fucked their mama
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama, yup)
Quit messin' with my mama
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Quit messin' with my mama
The way she bounce both cheekies, boy she freaky (freaky)
Shoulda known she was kinky
When I walked inside the room and I seen her slinky (what the fuck)
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 do)
I'm even cheating on my whip, I got a side Benz (I do)
But she made me wanna cut off all my side friends (I love you, baby)
A nigga be tryna chase her, take her, date, rape her
Stand out the daycare, sit there and wait there
Fuck, I can't even trust the neighbors, damn
(What you lookin' at?) You niggas stick to your young hoes
I got a freak that wash, dry, and fold clothes (that's right)
Lil' motherfuckers (yeah, that's right)
(Ooh this great, big, enormous motherfucker!)
(Oh! Just let me, oh! Let me jockey this dick!)
No stress, no drama
Her kids hatin', they know I fuck they mama
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama, yup)
Quit messin' with my mama
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man, not my mama (I love ya mama)
Man not my mama (I love ya mama)
Quit messin' with my 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, suck it good, this where your dick belong
Y-y-yeah, do it like that daddy
Pump, pump, bump, bump it in my ass-matic
You ain't tell me you was big-boned
(Mom, I'm hungry) shut your mouth, you little bastards, go on
All this ass is for you Seany, can I call you Seany?
S-s-s-slap me in my face with it, get a crack valve with that bass in it
If I got weed then I'm lacing it, eat all this ass, quit tasting it nigga
Man, not my mama
Man not my mama
Man, not my mama
Quit messin' with my mama
Man not my mama
Man, not my mama (high as a motherfucker) (trippy)
Man not my mama
Quit messin' with my mama (fuckin' e'rybody mama)
I got yo mama all in my line (line), bullets all in my nine (nine)
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 (mind)
Put yo mama on that trippy shit, sippin' lean, snorting lines (she high)
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 bitch (bitch), you laid up (stupid ass)
I'm on my tour bus fucking mamas getting paid up
I take that bitch to my mansion (mansion), and a nigga can't pay her to leave (leave)
Yo mama a great head doctor (groupie), with no PhD (groupie)
My pockets stuffed with dough, I made it all in the streets
I might just go to the club, and throw it all on a freak
(Yo mama) ratchet ass bitch
Baby, ooh, can you feel what I feel? Oh, shit
I hope you brought your boots and shoes
'Cause motherfucker, I'ma be here a while



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Michael Anderson, Onika Tanya Maraj, Ernest Clark, Alexander Izquierdo, Marcos Enrique Palacios, Anthony C. Khan, Rudy Ray Moore, Lady Reed, Jordan Michael Houston
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