azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

cincotheflexgod - 99problemz lyrics

Loading...

i could never be worried about none these n+ggas

i’m knocking sh+t out the park, make one call h+ll of n+ggas goin’ slide
i’m in this b+tch after dark, looking like i’m mad but i’m really just high
walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, n+gga i’m not a regular guy
how you goin’ tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain’t ready to die
i’m in the b+tch with the gang, no homixide but i won’t be surprised if they catch one
i’m in this b+tch smoking gas with my foot on the gas
and i know that these n+ggas won’t catch up

i’m in this b+tch smoking gas, and my b+tch is so bad yeah you know this that motherf+cking pressure
b+tch i’m in love with the money, i’m keeping it on me, my wallet italian leather
i got a girl that’s goin’ give me some good brain
man that b+tch shoulda been a professor
one thing bout’ me, is that i could never fold, i don’t even got clothes in my dresser
one thing bout’ me, it’s something you’ll never know
i don’t even like to ask for directions
i can f+ck it up all by myself
don’t even want you to offer your help
i’m lost at sea but i turned michael phelps
rockstar jeans with a rockstar belt
i’m finna’ f+ck it up all by myself
i’m finna’ f+ck it up all by myself
she be sub+tweeting, but talk bout’ herself
in a h+llcat at the gates of h+ll
order from grailed just came in the mail
not even my problem, they hate me oh well
99 problems and b+tches is two
b+tch i’m that n+gga, the f+ck i’m goin’ do?
at least i been honest, but what about you?
you can’t even walk in my shoes cause’ they new
she be sub+tweeting, but talk bout’ herself
in a h+llcat at the gates of h+ll
order from grailed just came in the mail
not even my problem, they hate me oh well
99 prob+

i’m knocking sh+t out the park, make one call h+ll of n+ggas goin’ slide
i’m in this b+tch after dark, looking like i’m mad but i’m really just high
walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, n+gga i’m not a regular guy
how you goin’ tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain’t ready to die
i’m in the b+tch with the gang, no homixide but i won’t be surprised if they catch one
i’m in this b+tch smoking gas with my foot on the gas
and i know that these n+ggas won’t catch up



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...