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jesse-v - fucking problem remix lyrics

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[course:jesse-v]
i love fat b-tches, that’s a fat problem
and yeah they like to eat, i got a f-cking budget
i love fat b-tches, that’s a fat f-cking problem
and yeah they like to eat i got a f-cking budget
i love fat b-tches, that’s my f-cking problem
and yeah they like to f-ck, thats a f-cking problem
if finding somebody big is your f-cking problem
bring your mom to the crib maybe she can solve it

[verse1:bri shotta]
hold up, b-tches sitting down
eating h-lla large, b-tch feed it to me now
make that greese pop like bacon on a pot
ooh baby like it raw with the wasbi sushi ya, huh
a$ap fat like me
never met a motherf-cker who eat like me
all these motherf-ckers can’t dress like me
put the cream to your coffee , make you sweet like tea
cause i’m the boss, like biggie smalls, like how you ricky ross?
getting tenders and f-ckin’ chickens, she rolling twixes
brought her biscuits, i brought my texas, they getting bent up off the sause
she love my danish, i let her l!ck it
they say b-tches make a n-gga act childish
but least my momma make my sandwiches
i be eating large like i be f-cking starved
take a fat b-tch out, have her eating toys, feast

[course:jesse-v]
i love fat b-tches, that’s a fat problem
and yeah they like to eat, i got a f-cking budget
i love fat b-tches, that’s a fat f-cking problem
and yeah they like to eat i got a f-cking budget
i love fat b-tches, that’s my f-cking problem
and yeah they like to f-ck, thats a f-cking problem
if finding somebody big is your f-cking problem
bring your mom to the crib maybe she can solve it

[verse2:jesse-v]
ooh, i know you love it when the beans is on
make you think about all of the chickens you’ve been suckin’ on
make me think about all of the crackers i’ve been eatiin’ on
got the feedin’ that’s the same diet that iv cheatin’ on, oh word?
ain’t made my food? who im beatin’ on?
you should cook out and have a f-ckin’ eat-along
ain’t a f-ckin’ bring-along ‘less you brought the seeds along
then ju.. (okay, i got it)
then just drop down and get yo’ throw up on
or we can stir up the soup and put the sprinkles on
all that sh-t you eatin’ ’bout to start up in rescission
i will stay to get it bigger, i don’t pay for no taxes
if it’s comin’ from a pigen i don’t know, then i don’t trust it
if you comin’ for my bread, then motherf-cker get to bustin’
yes lord, i don’t really say this often
but this long thick n-gga ain’t for the long f-ckin’, i feast

[course:bri shotta]
i love fat b-tches, that’s a fat problem
and yeah they like to eat, i got a f-cking budget
i love fat b-tches, that’s a fat f-cking problem
and yeah they like to eat i got a f-cking budget
i love fat b-tches, that’s my f-cking problem
and yeah they like to f-ck, thats a f-cking problem
if finding somebody big is your f-cking problem
bring your mom to the crib maybe she can solve it

[verse3:bri shotta] yeah ho, this the fryer
my pep steak turn into a pep drank
say she from the hood but she live inside in the alley now
baby-back in mcdonalds, then she goin’ back to salad, mmm
got your girll on my line, steak on my plate
the irony, i eat em at the same d-mn time
she cooking for me like a got kids n-gga don’t
girl, i know you want this sh-t–
girl, i’m kendrick try-more
aka beanz is to me just a food
that mean your fiends need be up to part
see my standards are pampers by 3 something tomorrow, mmm
k!ll em all dead bodies in the hallway
don’t get caught, listen what the 8 ball say
captain crunch, hallelujah
holla back i’ll eat ya, feast

- jesse v lyrics

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