Butterfingers

Your Mama
I see you in your office Sending and receiving checks But I know the quest for money Comes from a quest for sex So I cut to the chase And forgot about my job And decided to stay home wit yo mama on my knob I can see you laughing so I guess you think its funny But while your getting drunk, I've been getting honey And by tomorrow night youll be hungover and sick But I'll be at my home wit you mama on my dick (Chorus) Your mama's on the top of my things to do list Your mama's on the top of my things to do list Your mama's on the top of my things to do list Your mama's on the top of my things to do list Thinking your the man Well I am bringing news Our manhoods being measured by the women that we choose And you can't earn respect if all you ever pick is sluts So I'll be staying home to let yo mama suck my nuts (Chorus) Letras de canciones (Rap) Eat more fruit, Plant more trees Learn to shoot, travel over seas Wash the dog, read a book Find three chinese recipes to cook Learn to waltz, and speak maltese Ferment to invent a better feta cheese The highest they get is number two Coz number one on my list of things to do is yo maaaammmmaaaaa, yo maaaaammmmaaaa yo maaaammmaaa She's always on top She's always on top She's always on top She's always on top She's always on top She's always on top She's always on top She's always on top (disco) In my dream I was a cop and I stopped to arrest her Never met a whore more hardcore so I frisked her Steamed up the Beamer and needed the demister When she licked my colon cleaner than a clyster Got another blister from playing naked twister Raw on the floor with ya mama and ya sister Hadn't even kissed but she still let me fist her I let her drive home pissed and said Asta la vista Baby From Letras Mania