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In Love With Yo' Mama - DVS Version

That friday turned crazy
Your mother laid down with her legs
On the shoulders of the Prinz all night
Like some fuckin' folding knife
And I was impressed
And fucking confused
Over the fact that someone who just turned 40
Could be that fuckin' agile
 
Fuck, I think that I'm in love with your mother
And she is probably in love with me as well
Hundred and fifty text messages speaks to this
 
She stood with pushup tank top
At the grill in Vällinge
I drove past it, and she said ''Hi!''
''Could I maybe borrow a cig? - Sí!''
No problem, she leaned down
Towards my car's side pane
Took about a minute until I got her to crawl inside
 
Fuck, I think that I'm in love with your mother
And she is probably in love with me as well
'Cus she sounded some dB more than a space rocket
Fuck, I think I am in love with your mother
 
I should take it cool, huh?
But she's game for anything
That you've ever fantasized about while watching porn
I know, but she treats me like
The king of Britain
And the Prinz get it totally
That you're a bit grumpy
 
I should end it
Some day soon, but
I extend my plans every time I see her, bye too my integrity
I'm all destroyed by sloth
She threatened my ex
On the phone everytime she drinks booze and drop E's
 
Fuck, I think that I'm in love with your mother
And she is probably in love with me as well
'Cus she calls me every day nowadays
Fuck, I think I am in love with your mother
 
I should take it cool, huh?
But she's game for anything
That you've ever fantasized about while watching porn
I know, but she treats me like
The king of Britain
And the Prinz gets it, totally
That you're a bit grumpy
 
I read sex novels for some time
But one day, I was named in one of them
Your mother had written it and named it
''Spring '04 with The Prinz in her Ass''
Her intoxicated ass
In a Volvo like a ping-pong ball on the E6
Up and down, Vällinge-Värnhem Värnhem-Vällinge
Every lunch, every weekend, every god damn night
No bullshit, just fucking in the hallway
Bitch slaps, pornos, and sex without rubber
Your fucking mother has become pregnant
So many times, but she does not give a fuck
She's old, yes! But she sucks
Like every hip-hop artist except:
The Fresh Prinz and all of his pseudonyms
That fill a whole crack house in fucking Amsterdam
 
I'm in love with your mother
That's why you could believe my word, when I swear on your mother
That your mother is a nice mother
She loves me although I am a bastard
Stay!
 


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Your image fades
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Your image fades
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