Yo Momma Video (MV)

(Milf talk)
Your mooooom
Your mooom
So fat
Your mooooom
Your mooom
So fat
Yo momma so fat that she needs a poke-flute
Just to stay on her two feet
Yeah, she needs a parachute
Your momma so nasty
Hella zits on her face
In an ugly competition
She occupies all the space (kill 'em)
Ignoring all the facts
She's still blowing on my testicles
Ticklin' my scrotum
Till it bursts and turns to particles
Trying not to peep her bottom
So I ate an edible
Sounding like I'm jerking off
A mountain goat without control
Now it's getting nasty
She just farted and it's critical
I need to get her off
But she's so fat that it's a miracle but
Terrible for me
For I'ma die inside her booty hole
Anybody help
Anyone
Even the Paw Patrol
Your mama hella nasty
Go tell her to go fast g
A paper bag is worthless
Murdering that punani
I'ma walking dead
And instead of brain its head
But she crushed my little body
N the whole bedroom is red cuz of yo mom
Your moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom
But that's a joke boy
You missed it. Went right past ya
You gotta keep. I say you gotta keep on your toes
But toes that is
The fast ones gettin right by ya
Keep your ears open
Yapity yapity yap
I can't get a word in anyway
Talk, talk, talk
No wonder you're not sharp
You gotta-
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