Mother Load

You've got the mother load.
You've got the stuff I like.
Everytime I'm with you babe,
I just get psyched.
Like bling in your mouth but it's just old fillings.
Dry skin on your hands, and your (?)'s so cracked,
like (this part is mumbled in the video),
sittin on ur bed with your jacked up back.
Hey girl, I want to watch you do you pilates, and skip the hard part.
Cuz baby, you've got the mother load.

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