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new moscow (sweden) - 99 problems lyrics

if you havin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t onei got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
foes that wanna make sure my casket’s closed
rap critics that say he’s ‘money, cash, hoes’
i’m from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those?if you grew up with holes in your zapper toes
you’d celebrate the minute you was havin’ dough
i’m like f-ck critics, you can kiss my whole -ssh0l-
if you don’t like my lyrics, you can press fast forwardgot beef with radio if i don’t play they show
they don’t play my hits, well i don’t give a sh-t, so
rap mags try and use my black -ss
so advertisers can give ’em more cash for ads, f-ckersi don’t know what you take me as
or understand the intelligence that jay-z has
i’m from, rags to riches, n-ggas i ain’t dumb
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit me99 problems but a b-tch ain’t one
if you havin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit methe year is ninety-four, in my trunk is raw
in my rear view mirror is the motherf-ckin’ law
got two choices y’all, pull over the car or
bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floorand i ain’t tryin’ to see no highway chase with jake
plus i got a few dollars, i can fight the case
so i pull over to the side of the road
son do you know why i’m stoppin’ you for?’cause i’m young and i’m black and my hat’s real low
or do i look like a mind reader sir? i don’t know
am i under arrest or should i guess some mo’?
well you was doin fifty-five in the fifty-fourlicense and registration and step out of the car
are you carryin’ a weapon on you? i know a lot of you are
i ain’t steppin’ out of sh-t, all my papers legit
well do you mind if i look around the car a little bit?well my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back
and i know my rights, so you gon’ need a warrant for that
aren’t you sharp as a tack, you should try out
for lawyer or somethin’, somebody important or somethin’child i ain’t p-ssed the bar, but i know a little bit
enough that you won’t illegally search my sh-t
well we’ll see how smart you are when the canine comes
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit me99 problems but a b-tch ain’t one
if you havin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit me99 problems but a b-tch ain’t one
if you havin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit menow once upon a time, not too long ago
a n-gga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
this is not a hoe in the sense of havin’ a p-ssy
but a p-ssy havin’ no godd-mn sense, try an’ push mei try to ignore him, talk to the lord
pray for him, but some fools just love to perform
you know the type, loud as a motorbike
but wouldn’t bust a grape in a fruit fightand only thing that’s gon’ happen is i’ma get to clappin’ and
he and his boys gon’ be yappin’ to the captain
and there i go, trapped in the kit-kat again
back through the system with the riff-raff againfiends on the floor, scratchin’ again
paparazzis with they cameras, snappin’ them
d.a. try to give a n-gga shaft again
half a mill’ for bail ’cause i’m afric-n-ll because this fool was har-ssin’ them
tryin’ to play the boy like he’s saccharin’
but ain’t nuttin’ sweet ’bout how i hold my gun
i got 99 problems b and a b-tch ain’t one, hit me99 problems but a b-tch ain’t one
if you havin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit me99 problems but a b-tch ain’t one
if you havin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but a b-tch ain’t one, hit mehavin’ girl problems i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems and a b-tch ain’t one, ha ha
you crazy for this one rick, it’s your boy

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