I love bad bitches that's
My ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches that's
My ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches that's
My ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
If findin' somebody real is
Your ***in' problem
Bring ya girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it
Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh)
Takin' hella long bitch give
It to me now (uh)
Make that thing pop like
A semi or a nine
Oh baby like it raw with
A shimmy shimmy ya huah!
A$AP get like me
Never met a mother
Fucker fresh like me
All these mother***ers
Wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome
Make you Sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga
The nigga nigga
Like how you figure?
Getting figures and ***in' bitches
She rollin swishers for her bitches
I brought my niggas they getting
Bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice
I let her lick it
They say money make
A nigga act nigga-ish
But at least a nigga nigga rich
I be ***in' broads like
I be ***in' bored
Turn a dyke bitch out have
Her ***in' boys, beast!
I love bad bitches
That's my ***in' problem
(Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches that's
My ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches that's
My ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
If findin' somebody real is
Your ***in' problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe
We can solve it
Ooh I know you love it
When this beat is on
Make you think about all of
The niggas you've been leading on
Make me think about all of
The rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same
Dudes that we speakin' on
Oh word?
You ain't heard my album?
Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out
And have a ***ing read-along
Ain't a ***ing sing-along 'less
You brought the weed along
Then ju' (OK I got it) then just
Drop down and get yo' eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars
And put The Beatles on
All that *** you talkin' bout is
Not up for discussion
I won't pay to make it bigger
I don't pay for no reduction
If it's comin' from a nigga
I don't know then I don't trust it
If you comin' for my head then
Muh***a' get to bustin'
Yes Lord I don't really say
This often but this long dick nigga
Ain't for the long talkin', I beast!
I love bad bitches
That's my ***in' problem
(Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches that's
My ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches
That's my ***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
If findin' somebody real is
Your ***in' problem
Bring ya girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it
Uh yeah ho this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she's from the hood
But she live inside
In the valley now
Vacate in Atlanta
Then she going back to Cali mm
Got your girl on my line
World on my line
The irony I *** 'em at
The same damn time
She eyein' me like
A nigga don't exist
Girl, I know you want this dick!
Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar mm
AKA Benz is to me is
Just a car mm
That mean your friends need to
Be up to par
See my standards are papered
By threesomes tomorrow mm
Kill 'em all dead bodies
In the hallway
Don't get involved listen
What the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back I'll do ya, beast!
I love bad bitches
That's my ***in' problem
(Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches
That's my ***in' problem
(Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
I love bad bitches
That's my ***in' problem
(Problem)
And yeah I like to ***
I got a ***in' problem (True)
If findin' somebody real
Is your ***in' problem
Bring ya girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it hey