Marge Simpson
Blue hair, don't care
All these bitchs wanna stare
Yellow skin, waist thin
you look straight out the bin
Marge Simpson in this hoe
But bitch you already know
I'm queen of the chateau
Yes the fucking CEO (hoe)
Hommie wanna taste this blue pussy?
I ain't trimmed, so it's getting kinda bushy
Wait a minute boo, Maggies looking
Put her to bed, then get to the fucking
(MOANS)
Hollywood to Springfield,
Your mans is in my yield
I got the fame, the identity
And bitch you is concealed
Yes I am Marge Simpson
And these bitchs is my sons
But you ain't no Bart
You ain't got the heart
Nothing like my girl Lisa
She's too fucking smart
Maggie is my baby
Girl... you a maybe
Maybe a hoe, needs to go
Big blue bush, so baby batter up
Burns bouta bowl, money is the goal
Smithers limp wrist, he only want pole
Homies in moes tavern, having a fight
I call over Ned Flanders, just for the night
Chief Wigan want my donuts glazed and warm
My tits are so big, they causing a storm
Homie, I was just doing the cleaning
When I found something strange
It had me screaming.
This isn't blue hair,
you been fucking other bitches?
This isn't blue hair
Who's are these stinky britches?
So many seasons
can't seem to settle on
which one is bigger,
Simpsons or my lexicon,
babylon like gaga
she was on the simpsons too
just like queen Ru (paul)
in the Kwik E Mart
theres my big boy Apu.
this show is gonna trap you
Sideshow Bob will attack you
imma school you like my name's skinner
then imma serve steamed hams for dinner
hams are my fanny flaps, pussy is winner
my sis selma and patty, jealous cuz I'm thinner
hommer is a fatty, and a bit of a sinner.
but that man is my fucking breadwinner
I'm a black widow though, I'm a web spinner.
I'm scary hot like treehouse of horror
nerdy smart like millhouse
on the top no never a borer
imma rapper, an explorer
when i sing, i am a floorer
so pretty, art restorer
my music is a scorer
lois griffin? ignore her
Yes i am Marge Simpson
and these bitchs is my sons
All these bitchs wanna stare
Yellow skin, waist thin
you look straight out the bin
Marge Simpson in this hoe
But bitch you already know
I'm queen of the chateau
Yes the fucking CEO (hoe)
Hommie wanna taste this blue pussy?
I ain't trimmed, so it's getting kinda bushy
Wait a minute boo, Maggies looking
Put her to bed, then get to the fucking
(MOANS)
Hollywood to Springfield,
Your mans is in my yield
I got the fame, the identity
And bitch you is concealed
Yes I am Marge Simpson
And these bitchs is my sons
But you ain't no Bart
You ain't got the heart
Nothing like my girl Lisa
She's too fucking smart
Maggie is my baby
Girl... you a maybe
Maybe a hoe, needs to go
Big blue bush, so baby batter up
Burns bouta bowl, money is the goal
Smithers limp wrist, he only want pole
Homies in moes tavern, having a fight
I call over Ned Flanders, just for the night
Chief Wigan want my donuts glazed and warm
My tits are so big, they causing a storm
Homie, I was just doing the cleaning
When I found something strange
It had me screaming.
This isn't blue hair,
you been fucking other bitches?
This isn't blue hair
Who's are these stinky britches?
So many seasons
can't seem to settle on
which one is bigger,
Simpsons or my lexicon,
babylon like gaga
she was on the simpsons too
just like queen Ru (paul)
in the Kwik E Mart
theres my big boy Apu.
this show is gonna trap you
Sideshow Bob will attack you
imma school you like my name's skinner
then imma serve steamed hams for dinner
hams are my fanny flaps, pussy is winner
my sis selma and patty, jealous cuz I'm thinner
hommer is a fatty, and a bit of a sinner.
but that man is my fucking breadwinner
I'm a black widow though, I'm a web spinner.
I'm scary hot like treehouse of horror
nerdy smart like millhouse
on the top no never a borer
imma rapper, an explorer
when i sing, i am a floorer
so pretty, art restorer
my music is a scorer
lois griffin? ignore her
Yes i am Marge Simpson
and these bitchs is my sons
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Writer(s): Ski De Marc
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