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fuckin problem - fuckin problem lyrics

chorus-
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
if finding somebody real is your f-cking problem
bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it

verse 1- asap:
hold up, b-tches simmer down
takin’ h-lla long, b-tch give it to me now
make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
oooo baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ahh hahh. a$ap get like me. never met a motherf-cker fresh like me
all these motherf-ckers wanna dress like me, but the chrome to your dome make you sweat like keith
cuz im the n-gga, the n-gga n-gga, like how ya figure. getting figures and f-cking b-tches, she rollin’ switches. boy her b-tches up on my n-ggas, they gettin bent up off the liquor
she love my licorice, i let her l!ck it
they say money make a n-gga act n-ggerish, at least a n-gga n-gga rich
i be f-cking broads like i be f-cking bored, turn a dike b-tch out have her f-cking boys. beast!
chorus-
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
if finding somebody real is your f-cking problem
bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it

verse 2- drake:
oooo, i know you love it when this beat is on
make ya think about all the n-ggas you been leadin’ on
make me think about all of the rappers i been feeding on
got a feelin’ that’s the same dudes we was speakin of
oh word
ain’t heard my album who ya sleepin on, you should print the lyrics out and have a f-cking read-along
ain’t a f-cking sing-along ‘less you brought the weed along
and juuuust, (okay i got it)
and juuust drop down and get your eagle on
or we can stare up at the stars and put the beatles on
all the sh-t you talkin’ bout is not up for discussion. i will pay to make it bigger i don’t pay for no reduction
if it’s comin’ from a n-gga i dont know, than i don’t trust it. if ya coming from my head then motherf-cker get to bustin
yes lord. i don’t really say this often, but this long d-ck n-gga ain’t for the long talk i’m beast
chorus-
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
if finding somebody real is your f-cking problem
bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it

verse 3- kendrick lamar:
un yeah hoe this the finale. my pep talk turn into a pep-rally
say she from the hood but she live inside the valley. now vaca’d in atlanta than she goin back to cali
mm, got your girl on my line; world on my line
the irony, i f-ck ’em at the same d-mn time
she eyein’ me like a n-gga don’t exist
girl, i know you want this d-ck
girl, i’m kendrick lamar, a.k.a. benz-is-to-me-just-a-car
that mean you friendses need to be up to par, see my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow
mm, k!ll ’em all, dead bodies in the hallway
don’t get involved, listen what the crystal ball say
halle barry, hallelujah!
holla back, i’ll do ya. beast!
chorus-
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
i love bad b-tches that’s my f-cking problem
and yea i like to f-ck i gotta f-cking problem
if finding somebody real is your f-cking problem, bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it

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