[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and I love bad bitches that's my problem And I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem 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 If findin somebody is your fuckin problem Bring ya to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 1: Rocky] Hold up bitches down Takin' hella bitch give it to me now Make that pop like a semi or a nine Oh like it raw with a shimmy shimmy ya Huh, get like me Never met a mother fucker like me All these motherfuckers wanna like me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat Keith I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga Like how you Getting figures and fuckin She swishers 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 a nigga nigga rich I be fuckin like I be fuckin bored Turn a bitch out have her fuckin boys
[Verse 2: I know you love it when beat is on Make you about all of the niggas you've been 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? You ain't my album? who you sleepin' on? You print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along Ain't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed Then Juuuuuuuuu (laughs) Then Juuuust drop and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put The on All shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion I won't pay to make it bigger I pay for no reduction If comin' from a nigga I don't know then I don't trust it If you comin' from out here muhhfucka get to bustin' Yes Looooooooooooorrd I don't say this often But long dick nigga ain't for the long talkin I
[Verse 3: Kendrick Yeah ho this the My pep turn into a pep rally Say she's from the hood but she live inside in the 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 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 your friends need to be up to par See my standards are papered by threesomes Kill em all dead in the hallway get involved listen to what the crystal ball say Halle berry, Holla back do ya