hot ham n cheese – nah bitch lyrics
hot ham
hot ham!
and motherf-ckin’ cheese!
it’s hot ham puttin’ grease on these beats
and when it’s hot outside i cook a grilled cheese on the streets
i’m sick b-tch i got flow
ain’t got time for the cookies to cook, so i eats the dough
as for my b-tch? i don’t care what you say, yo
don’t show up with mcdonald’s without my extra side of mayo
i swear to god she makes me so mad
especially when she eats my fries out da bottom of the bag!
[chorus]
when i’m grubbin’ you better not push me
i’ll eat anything, except for that p-ssy
when i’m grubbin’ you better not push me
i’ll eat anything, except for that p-ssy
nah b-tch, nah b-tch, nah b-tch, dat p-ssy stank!
nah b-tch, nah b-tch, i ain’t eatin’ that p-ssy it stank!
i’m always hungry, my appet-te is monstrous
f-ck chicken wings i’m trying fried ostrich!
the buffet line is my time to shine
you better get a plate quick cuz all of this is mine
you think this is funny? this is no joke
and why you taking so long with refilling my c0ke?
nah nah b-tch i ain’t l!ckin’ yo c-nt
i think you be wiping that thing from the back to the front!
not having a heart attack yet should be illegal
posted up eating mashed potatoes covered with sprinkles
this c0ke ain’t working, it’s making me blanched
i got an idea, i’ll just drink the f-ckin’ ranch!
[chorus]
when i’m grubbin’ you better not push me
i’ll eat anything, except for that p-ssy
when i’m grubbin’ you better not push me
i’ll eat anything, except for that p-ssy
nah b-tch, nah b-tch, nah b-tch, dat p-ssy stank!
nah b-tch, nah b-tch, i ain’t eatin’ that p-ssy it stank!
it’s hot ham b-tch, what the f-ck you talkin’ bout?
my hunger is bigger than tom’s bank account
they told me no more whoppers at burger king
i ain’t say nothin’…i just started murdering!
now rachel ray’s -ss i’d f-ck no front
while martha stewart’s -ss has to serve me a lunch
back to the front, front to the back
i ain’t eating sh-t unless it’s a meal or a snack
in the streets, in the heat
best give me extra bacon before you get beat
in the club, in my ride
only way i’d eat that p-ssy is if there’s arby’s inside
[chorus]
when i’m grubbin’ you better not push me
i’ll eat anything, except for that p-ssy
when i’m grubbin’ you better not push me
i’ll eat anything, except for that p-ssy
nah b-tch, nah b-tch, nah b-tch, dat p-ssy stank!
nah b-tch, nah b-tch, i ain’t eatin’ that p-ssy it stank!
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