I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem. I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is your fucking bring your girl to the crib maybe we can it.
Verse 1-
Hold up, bitches down. Takin' hella long, bitch it to me now. that thing pop like a semi or a nine. Oooo baby like it raw with the 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 dome make you sweat like Keith. Cuz im the nigga, the nigga nigga, how ya figure. Getting figures and fucking bitches, she rollin' switches. Boy her bitches up on my niggas, they gettin bent up off the liquor She love my licorice, I let her it. They say money make a nigga act niggerish, at least a nigga rich. I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored, turn a dike bitch out her fucking boys. BEAST!
I love bad that's my fucking 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 fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.
If finding somebody is your fucking problem your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Verse 2-
Oooo, I you love it when this beat is on. Make ya think about all the niggas you been on. Make me think about all of the rappers I been on, Got a 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 read-along. Ain't a fucking sing-along you brought the weed along. And juuuust, (okay I got it) And juuust drop and get your eagle on Or we can up at the stars 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 from my head then motherfucker get to bustin. Yes Lord. I don't really say this often, but this long dick nigga ain't for the talk I'm BEAST.
I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is your problem Bring your to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Verse 3- Kendrick
Un hoe this the finale. My pep talk turn into a pep-rally. Say she from the hood but she live inside the Valley. Now in Atlanta than she goin back to Cali. MM, Got girl on my line; world on my line. The irony, I fuck 'em at the same time. She eyein' me a nigga don't exist Girl, I know you want dick Girl, I'm 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 tomorrow. MM, Kill 'em all, dead in the hallway. Don't get involved, listen what the ball say. Barry, Hallelujah! Holla back, do ya. BEAST!
I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem, bring your girl to the maybe we can solve it.