Lyrics to Your Mom
Your mom told me you never wore colors 'til we met
Hangin' pictures on your wall that you once painted black
I just wanna stay right here like too long
Wavin' to the world like we just fell off
It makes me sick that I love you like this
When you pull me close, bite my lip
So gross that I like it like this, woah
It makes me tick how you roll in that whip
With the windows down and you're playin' my shit
Don't go, baby, make me feel sick, woah
You are the only one that makes me cum
When you look me in the eye, light bluе
I wanna lose a couple lives with you
And now wе'll never be stuck forever
Or whatever our parents did
When you told me you loved me, disgusting
I'm into it, yeah
I just wanna stay right here like too long
Wavin' to the world like we just fell off
It makes me sick that I love you like this
When you pull me close, bite my lip
So gross that I like it like this, woah
It makes me tick how you roll in that whip
With the windows down and you're playin' my shit
Don't go, baby, make me feel sick, woah
You're in my bed
My tastebuds turnin' red
I know that we can stop
Know that we can stop
Your mom told me you never wore colors 'til we met
Hangin' pictures on your wall that you once painted black
I just wanna stay right here like too long
Wavin' to the world like we just fell off
It makes me sick that I love you like this
When you pull me close, bite my lip
So gross that I like it like this, woah
It makes me tick how you roll in that whip
With the windows down and you're playin' my shit
Don't go, baby, make me feel sick, woah
You are the only one that makes me cum
When you look me in the eye, light bluе
I wanna lose a couple lives with you
And now wе'll never be stuck forever
Or whatever our parents did
When you told me you loved me, disgusting
I'm into it, yeah
I just wanna stay right here like too long
Wavin' to the world like we just fell off
It makes me sick that I love you like this
When you pull me close, bite my lip
So gross that I like it like this, woah
It makes me tick how you roll in that whip
With the windows down and you're playin' my shit
Don't go, baby, make me feel sick, woah
You're in my bed
My tastebuds turnin' red
I know that we can stop
Know that we can stop
Your mom told me you never wore colors 'til we met