I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem. I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
If somebody real is your fucking problem bring your to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Verse 1-
Hold up, bitches down. hella long, bitch give it to me now. Make that pop like a semi or a nine. Oooo baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ahh hahh. A$AP get like me. 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 bitches, she rollin' switches. Boy her bitches up on my niggas, they gettin bent up off the liquor She my licorice, I let her lick it. They say money make a nigga act niggerish, at least a nigga rich. I be fucking broads I be fucking bored, turn a dike bitch out have her fucking boys. BEAST!
I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I love bad bitches 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 real is your fucking problem Bring your girl to the crib we can solve it.
Verse 2-
Oooo, I know you love it when beat is on. Make ya think all the niggas you been leadin' on. me think about all of the rappers I been feeding on, Got a feelin' that's the same dudes we was of. Oh word, Ain't heard my album who ya sleepin on, you should print the lyrics out and a fucking 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 stare up at the and put the Beatles on. All the shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion. I will pay to it bigger I don't pay for no reduction. If comin' from a nigga I dont know, than i don't trust it. If ya coming from my head then motherfucker get to bustin. Yes Lord. I really say this often, but this long dick nigga ain't for the long 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 bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.
If finding somebody is your fucking problem Bring girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.
3- Kendrick Lamar:
Un yeah hoe this the finale. My pep talk turn 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 your on my line; world on my line. The irony, I fuck 'em at the same time. She me like a nigga don't exist Girl, I know you this dick Girl, I'm Lamar, A.K.A. Benz-Is-To-Me-Just-A-Car. mean you friendses need to be up to par, see my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow. MM, Kill 'em all, dead in the hallway. Don't get involved, what the crystal ball say. Barry, Hallelujah! Holla back, do ya. 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 gotta problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody is your fucking problem, bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.