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"The MILF Song" lyrics by SHA STIMULI
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"The MILF Song"

She called me a motherfucker,
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I'm thinking bout it, bout to get her under covers
Aw damn I am really bout to fuck a mother

[Verse 1:]
Sexy lil mama
I'm excited to see
Talked online, now we finally meet
She looked so young, guess I'm kinda naïve
And she musta treated her stretch marks with vitamin E
And did mad p90x, opposite of tiny chest, stomach flat as doormats welcomed me below that
Woulda never thought, I was not assuming,
The womb I pursued had let loose a couple humans
I ain't even know,
Rubbing on her soft things,
We at her home, no flicks of her offspring,
I'm up in the crib, I ain't see a crib, I ain't see a toy, a high chair or a bib.
Or a stroller we just strolled real fast inside the backroom
No kiddie toothbrushes in the bathroom,
Guess they was sleeping,
Not anymore, heard someone creeping
Knock at the door,
Little girl seven, boy looked four, he was mad started hating
Little Man Marlon Wayans,
With the Boondocks fro or the kid from The Cleveland show,
Son was mad animated, peep it though,
I'm trying to hide in the corner
Hoping they don't got a clue
What we was doing but this dude was like 'who the hell are you? '
I said Sha, shorty sucked his teeth, and said 'I hope you know my mama ain't no freak'


[Verse 2:]
Look you can make an infant in less than an instant,
So now I'm having second thoughts, start being distant
Whispers in my ear
But I ain't even listening,
If you like me why come you ain't tell me 'bout your kids then?
Am I just a lay for her
Maybe she's an actress
Stageshow, play for her
Scene 1 mattress,
Scene 2 living room next scene playground
Swing pushing, monkey bars,
Then I got no way out
I'm a lose by landslide
Tried to run away, looked her backside
Then I gave in, sex mad official,
Mad tattoos, ex man's initials
Kids names on her so I'm beating and reading,
If we go further, I'm concerned with things her seeds'll be needing
I had her screaming, for some reason she would keep on repeating
'Daddy daddy' I got paranoid
I'm sneakily leaving
Came back next day, sharing ziplock baggies
Of some Cheetos, we watching Hip-hop Harry
And Yo Gabba Gabba
Little man said he Youtubed me, and I was better than the average rapper,
Son still learning how to potty,
Got the nerve to tell me last night I heard you hurt my mommy


[Verse 3:]
So tell me what's the answer if you don't got a seed
And you run into a lady and she got what you need,
And she got a little baggage, but the bags live and breathe,
And talk and cry and want someone to feed them
And she could be the one,
You could be in love,
'Cause she got a son
Or a daughter that ain't your blood,
Do you write her off?
Or do you step it up? That's why they call it stepfam
Sometimes it's a plus... but
There is a flipside, buy her daughter jeans,
But she got his eyes, his genes, she is from another fam,
Introduce you to her friends, "oh that's my mommy's man"
Son wants to like you but the last dudes ran, so he's mad standoffish and you kinda understand
And it's tough to show discipline
You want them to dig you and
You wanna have another seed, you know you gon' treat different and
You think for a minute, the hole that you slip up in
Had a whole body that could fit up in,
I mean came up out,
And you faced with doubt, maybe there's more than one father and he claims the house,
Comes by, pays bills,
Gives you half a dap,
With a smirk like, stupid I could have her back,
And they're cool so he might be tapping that
And you saving her ass, while he's laughing at you
Guess the best advice is keep moving slow,
Honestly you don't know what the future holds,
One day, you dating model broads, groupie hos,
Next day you watching Pokemon and You-gi-oh
So,.. just because she got a little one
And the dealings with the pops of that kid is done
Doesn't mean that she can't go get her some,
I'll give her some, then watch how quick I run
I'm a motherfucker

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