Papa Thicc — Billy bob or joe

[verse 1: pappa thicc] Uh huh, it's Papa I got some problems Thought I'd end up with Billy Bob But he wasn't alive I got one less problem without Billy Bob I got one less problem without Billy Bob One less problem without Billy Bob Now all I can think about is Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe Oh one more time I need to fat One more time I promise after that, I'll let Billy Joe go I don't care if Billy Joe got skinny All I really care about is to fat with Billy Joe One more time I need to be the one to fat with Billy Joe, yeah My, my Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe, my Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe My, my Billy Joe, yeah And I heard a rumour there's someone else Oh she got a nose like sausage But I can give Billy Joe all my time Oh she got ears like baugette But my ears are better Just keep dying and dying and dying and dying And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on dying Just keep dying and dying and dying and dying And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on dying, mmm, yeah Oh one more time I need to fat One more time I promise after that, I'll let Billy Joe go I don't care if you got skinny All I really care about is to fat with Billy Joe One more time I need to be the one to fat with Billy Joe, yeah Just keep dying and dying and dying and dying And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on dying Just keep dying and dying and dying and dying