Doin' Your Mom is the first Fatty Spins song.
Doin Your Mom Fatty Spins

Ray, Micfri and Breeze

Lyrics Edit


I'm doin' your mom, Yes yours!
First saw her in the Wal-Mart pickin' out your Drawers
Big Dolly Parton hair like an 80's prom queen
But her ass was lookin good all up in them mom jeans
I approached her in the checkout line, and said yo baby wassup?
She had two gallons of milk, and I was starin at her jugs.
Five minutes later she agreed to get with me
So we went and rocked the minivan like Giggity. Giggity. Giggity.

I was ridin' your mom like she was Mario Kart.
I gave her a lift back to her crib cause her car wouldn't start
She invited me in the house and we started makin out again
How many times I tap that ass? OVER 9000!!
Yeah She called me Pledge cause I knocked the dust off it
She later made me a sandwich and she cut the crust off it
Cause she knows how I like it and that Im a little young
To be in the bed butt-naked doin your mom

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I like your mamas big butt, and I cannot lie
You other brothers cant deny that shes fly
We make sexy time yes and every night I tap that.
She saw me butt-naked now she thinks Im half black
Your moms the best the super M.I.L.F.
Cause she loves to toss the salad even though she aint a chef
And I blame it on the al-al-al-cohol
But If I were you I wouldnt kiss your mom on the mouth at all

She likes the Donkey-Punch
She likes the Dirty Sanchez
Sometimes she even likes to fool around in your bed
She likes rough sex with handcuffs and I'll be honest
She likes me to Chris Brown her when she acts like Rihanna
Shes so therapeutic When I need to cure my restlessness
I br-br-br-br-br-br-br-br motorboat your moms breastestess
I didnt wanna tell you but I had to write this song
cause Im in your house every night doin your mom

[repeat chorus]


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