I'm On Your Mom Lyrics

Yo, what the fuck is up

We bout to cross all kinds of lines

The lonely island has boats, and I got moms

Hey, Fake Akon, you ready?

Hell yeah, baby

Oh, shit, I'm on your mom

Yeah, you heard that right

Ayy, keepin' it calm

Met her at the store, now I'm straight in the crib

She said, you want some snacks

I said, hell yeah, let's dip

Took me to the couch, poured me a glass of wine

I'm loungin' in her house like this whole place mine

She put on Marvin Gaye, said she like it smooth

Next thing I know, she said, help me move these fucking

Crews

I'm on your mom, man

It's getting freaky

She said I'm handsome

She said I'm cheeky

You ain't never seen a scene quite like this

She's cooking me dinner

I'm giving her a kiss

I'm on your mom

I'm on your mom

Everybody look at me, cause I'm chillin' with your mom

With your mom

I'm with your mom

I'm on your mom

I'm on your mom

Take a good, hard look

Yeah, I'm in her damn living room

Come on

I'm on your mom couch, eating all her chips

Got her in the kitchen

She's licking her lips

Told her I like it when she keeps it old school

Next thing I know, she's playing 80s jams like, damn

That's cool

Yeah, I'm in a robe, slippers on my feet

She made me a sandwich

I said, shit, that's sweet

And when she brought me dessert, I'm like, girl, you the best

She winked and said, boy, you ain't seen nothing yet

Now I'm in the bedroom, feeling kind of naughty

And she's showing me pics from a wild ass party

Told me stories about her exes back in the day

I'm like, damn, this is fucked up, but OK

Yeah, I'm giving her all that charm

And I'm walking through the neighborhood arm in arm

Feeling blessed

Nah, this ain't no bad karma

It's all love when I'm chilling with your mom

I'm on your mom

I'm on your mom

Everybody look at me, because I'm chilling with your mom

I'm on your mom

Chilling with your mom

I'm on your mom

I'm on your mom

Take a good, hard look

Yeah, I'm in her damn living room

Took me out shopping, bought me fresh ass kicks

Dropped a couple hundred, man, this lady's rich

I'm flexing in the mirror, she's taking pics

Posted on her Facebook, said, look at my boo, he legit

She got coupons for days

God, that's no discount

Taking me to Costco

Loadin up on that amount

We got both snacks, both soap, both floss

Now she's saying, baby, go mow the fucking lawn across

I ain't knowing shit

I'm just here for the fun

But she paid me in cookies, so I got the job done

Watching Lifetime movies curled up on the couch

She said, you my man

Now I said, damn, girl, ouch

I'm on your mom

Everybody look at me, cause I'm chilling with your mom

Chilling with your mom

I'm on your mom

I'm on your mom

Everybody look at me, cause I'm chilling with your mom

Chilling with your mom

Not yours, though, Andy

Marjorie's a gem

For real