Lyric Problems - BG

Lyric Song Problems: Hook I ve got problems
In my fucking house
Bitch would you please
Get the fuck out
Verse 1
Trust these hoesthey all slick
I found outthey ain t shit
Almost was played by my main bitch
Overshe tried to pull 1 on quick
I m paperchasingtrying to get rich
On a 68 tour with my clique
She hit me while I m on the road and was like
babe shit bad cause moms spend a few nights
I say yeahits cool
But nowcheck 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 neices2 nephews2 cousins
they done got comfortable in my shit
Churin dont flush the toilet after they piss
Bitcheswild kidsjumping and playing
Break lampswasting 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 bitch
I m on the way back to my crib
I pull upyquot;this can t be how I liveyquot;
I jump out readyto start bucking
I m pissed offmad and disgusted
Bitch tryna give me a excuse
It ain t nothing you can say or do
You ask the moms staycause shit was bad
You ain t said nothing bout cha whole fam
Look at my shitit s fucked up
and it smell like a project cut
You ain t had the decency to clean up
Youya maand childrencan pack up
Please hurry before I go off
And mess around in here and catch a charge
You don showed meyou ain t shit
You showed mea bitch gon be a bitch
Look what you don caused in my house
Before you get pissed the whip get out
Hook I ve got problems
In my fucking house
Bitch would you please
Get the fuck out
Verse 2
Here s another fucked up episode
My cousin came to visit from Chicago
I ain t seen him since we was young bucks
I turned thugand he wannabe with the bustas
So why he down visitinghe 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 eatinghe shittinghe sleepingall for free
He ain t cleaning behind his selfhe think it s the double tree
I m almost to the point to ask him
Whats happening But I knowhe get smartI 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 nigga go through my phone numbers
Call em tell him I got him a surprise partycome over
So happen that I m finished a day early
And decide to fly back home and check on this bitch
I get downfucked up my shit packed like a nightclub
Sofa s rippedtape is broke and it s full of weed smoke
Nigga got it comingevery tooth in his mouth
I ma knock outI can t believe what he did to my house
Hook I ve got problems
In my fucking house
Bitch would you please
Get the fuck out