[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and 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 bad bitches that's my fuckin problem And I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem If findin somebody real is your fuckin Bring ya girls to the crib we can solve it
1: A$AP Rocky] Hold up bitches down Takin' hella long give it to me now Make thing pop like a semi or a nine Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy ya Huh, get like me met a mother fucker fresh like me All these motherfuckers wanna dress me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat Keith I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga Like how you Getting and fuckin bitches She rollin for her bitches I bought my niggas they getting bent up off the She my licorice, I let her lick it say money make a nigga act nigger-ish But at least a nigga rich I be broads like I be fuckin bored a dyke bitch out have her fuckin boys
[Verse 2: I know you love it when beat is on Make you think about all of the you've been leading on Make me think about all of the rappers I've feeding on Got a that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word? You ain't my album? who you sleepin' on? You print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed along Then (laughs) Then Juuuust drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the and put The Beatles on All shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion I pay to make it bigger I don't pay for no reduction If it's comin' a nigga I don't know then I don't trust it If you comin' out here then muhhfucka get to bustin' Yes Looooooooooooorrd I don't say this often But this long dick ain't for the long talkin I
[Verse 3: Lamar] Yeah ho the finale My pep turn into a pep rally Say she's the hood but she live inside in the valley now Vacate in Atlanta, then she going to Cali Got your on my line, world on my line The irony I fuck 'em at the damn time She eyeing me a nigga don't exist Girl, I know you want dick Girl, I'm Lamar Aka is to me is just a car That mean friends need to be up to par See my standards are papered by tomorrow em all dead bodies in the hallway Don't get involved to what the crystal ball say berry, hallelujah Holla i'll do ya