Luyện nghe bài hát F**kin' Problems

I love bad bitches, my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin
I bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin
If finding somebody real is fuckin problem
Bring ya to the crib maybe we can solve it

Hold up simmer down
Takin' hella long give it to me now
that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy ya
Huh, ASAP get me
Never met a motherfucker fresh me
All these motherfuckers dress like me
Put the chrome to dome make you sweat like Keith
Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures and fuckin bitches, she rollin'
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her it
They say money make a act nigga-ish
But at a nigga nigga rich
I be broads like I be fuckin' bored
Turn a dyke bitch out have her boys, beast

I bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin
I love bad bitches, my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin
If finding real is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the maybe we can solve it

I know you it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you've leading on
Make me think about all of the rappers been feeding on
Got a that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking
Ain't a fucking unless you brought the weed along
ju... (Okay, I got it)
Then just drop and get yo' eagle on
Or we can stare up at the and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' bout is not up for
I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no
If it's comin' a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
If you for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin'
Yes Lord, I don't really say often
But this long dick ain't for the long talking, I beast

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin
And yeah I to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a problem
I love bad bitches, my fuckin problem
And yeah I to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
If finding somebody is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib we can solve it

Yeah hoe this the
My pep talk turn a pep rally
Say she's from the hood but she live in the valley now
Vacate in Atlanta, then she going back to
Got your girl on my line, on my line
The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn
She eyeing me like a don't exist
Girl, I you want this dick
Girl, I'm Lamar
Aka is to me just a car
That your friends need to be up to a par
See my standards are pampered by tomorrow
Kill 'em all bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry,
back I'll do ya, beast

I love bad bitches, that's my problem
And I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, my fuckin problem
And I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, that's my problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a problem
If somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can it