Lyrics:
Porn Mom

No faltaba entre tu y yo una palabra Nunca existio la distancia Eramos uno los dos Siempre estaba la conexion de miradas Para decir amor? Porque

in the Tupperware No bedtime story, Gabe get off you're so horny! Josh get in bed and Freddie Krueger might let you see your mom in the mornin No porn

this weak shit off me Keep shit off me, leave it in the streets like bitch, get off me 1977, July 5th Conceived immaculately was me, my mom's gift Unwrapped

The kids are diggin' up a brand new hole Where to put the deadbeat mom Grandpa's happy watchin' video porn With the closed caption on And father knows

passe Did I mention we have sex, like, everyday I guess we're a fad, or so I've been warned If the money runs out, you'll see us starring in porn We

herds of cattle Cruisin' lake street, gene pool ridin' shotgun Got the flyest tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston I've got a house full of porn to

Proof + (Rude Jude)] Mom and Dad! (I smoke weed) Mom and Dad! (I do blow) Mom and Dad! (I take E) Mom and Dad! (I bang hoes) Oh Mom and Dad! (I sniff

a little brass on the knuckles. Now when I say hardcore, I don't mean Korn, fag. And when you see three X's, I ain't reading a porn mag. See,

Hey mister In your black-red cape I remember you from My sinnin' days I know you're coming Straight from hell What it's my soul? You wanna sell You took