I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is your problem bring your girl to the crib we can solve it.
Verse 1-
Hold up, bitches down. hella long, bitch give it to me now. Make thing pop like a semi or a nine. Oooo like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ahh hahh. A$AP get like me. Never met a motherfucker fresh like me. All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me, but the chrome to your dome you sweat like Keith. Cuz im the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how ya figure. Getting figures and fucking bitches, she rollin' switches. Boy her bitches up on my niggas, gettin bent up off the liquor She my licorice, I let her lick it. They say money make a nigga act niggerish, at a nigga nigga rich. I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored, turn a dike out have her fucking boys. BEAST!
I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem. I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem. I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.
If finding somebody is your fucking problem Bring your girl to the maybe we can solve it.
2- Drake:
Oooo, I know you love it when beat is on. Make ya think about all the niggas you leadin' on. Make me think about all of the rappers I been on, Got a feelin' 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 read-along. Ain't a fucking 'less you brought the weed along. And juuuust, (okay I got it) And juuust drop down and get eagle on Or we can stare up at the and put the Beatles on. All the shit you talkin' 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 nigga I dont know, than i don't trust it. If ya coming from my head motherfucker get to bustin. Yes Lord. I don't really say this often, but this dick nigga ain't for the long talk I'm BEAST.
I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is your problem Bring your girl to the crib we can solve it.
Verse 3- Lamar:
Un yeah hoe the finale. My pep talk turn into a pep-rally. Say she from the hood but she live the Valley. Now vaca'd in Atlanta than she goin back to Cali. MM, Got your on my line; world on my line. The irony, I 'em at the same damn time. She eyein' me like a nigga don't Girl, I you want this dick Girl, I'm Lamar, A.K.A. Benz-Is-To-Me-Just-A-Car. That you friendses need to be up to par, see my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow. MM, Kill 'em all, dead in the hallway. get involved, listen what the crystal ball say. Barry, Hallelujah! Holla back, do ya. BEAST!
I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem. I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem, your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.