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B.G. lyrics : "Problems"

[Hook:] I've got problems
In my $#&@ing house
(*##$ would you please

Get the $#&@ out

[Verse 1]

Trust these hoes, they all slick
I found out, they ain't %#@!
Almost was played by my main (*##$

Over, she tried to pull 1 on quick
I'm paperchasing, trying to get rich
On a 68 tour with my clique

She hit me while I'm on the road and was like
babe %#@! bad cause moms spend a few nights
I say yeah,its cool

But now, check what this hoe do
Slickly moving momma in my house
Cause picture the whole wild she put out

Now dat ain't even the half of it
Wit moms come 2 neices, 2 nephews, 2 cousins
they done got comfortable in my %#@!

Churin dont flush the toilet after they piss
(*##$es, wild kids, jumping and playing
Break lamps, wasting food and leaving stains

Mom laying in my lazy boy
Kids jamming tapes in my VCR
Flipping my TV like a light switch

God can only stop me from killing this (*##$
I'm on the way back to my crib
I pull up, "this can't be how I live"

I jump out ready, to start bucking
I'm pissed off, mad and disgusted
(*##$ tryna give me a excuse

It ain't nothing you can say or do
You ask the moms stay, cause %#@! was bad
You ain't said nothing bout cha whole fam

Look at my %#@!, it's $#&@ed up
and it smell like a project cut
You ain't had the decency to clean up

You, ya ma, and children, can pack up
Please hurry before I go off
And mess around in here and catch a charge

You don showed me, you ain't %#@!
You showed me, a (*##$ gon be a (*##$
Look what you don caused in my house

Before you get pissed (the whip) get out

[Hook:] I've got problems

In my $#&@ing house
(*##$ would you please
Get the $#&@ out


[Verse 2]
Here's another $#&@ed up episode

My cousin came to visit from Chicago
I ain't seen him since we was young bucks
I turned thug, and he wannabe with the bustas

So why he down visiting, he staying wit me
I put him under surveilence learned him in a week
He don't put 100% in his hygenes

He lied and stunned bout what he doing be in the streetz
He eating, he %#@!ting, he sleeping, all for free
He ain't cleaning behind his self, he think it's the double tree

I'm almost to the point to ask him
Whats happening? But I know, he get smart, I'ma slap him
Now I gotta leave him by his self for the weekend

I gotta fly to handle business in Cleaveland
I jet and this ^!$$% go through my phone numbers
Call em', tell him I got him a surprise party, come over

So happen that I'm finished a day early
And decide to fly back home and check on this (*##$
I get down, $#&@ed up my %#@! packed like a nightclub

Sofa's ripped, tape is broke and it's full of weed smoke
^!$$% got it coming, every tooth in his mouth
I'ma knock-out, I can't believe what he did to my house


[Hook:] I've got problems
In my $#&@ing house
(*##$ would you please
Get the $#&@ out

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