I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem. I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.
If finding real is your fucking problem bring girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Verse 1-
Hold up, simmer down. Takin' hella long, bitch it to me now. Make 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 like me, but the chrome to your 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 a nigga act niggerish, at least a nigga nigga rich. I be fucking broads I be fucking bored, turn a dike bitch out have her fucking boys. BEAST!
I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem. I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta 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 your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Verse 2-
Oooo, I know you love it when beat is on. ya think about all the niggas you been leadin' on. Make me think about all of the I been feeding 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 the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along. Ain't a fucking 'less you brought the weed along. And juuuust, (okay I got it) And drop down and get your eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put the on. All the shit you bout 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 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 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 bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem.
If finding real is your fucking problem your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Verse 3- 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 vaca'd in than she goin back to Cali. MM, Got your girl on my line; on my line. The irony, I 'em at the same damn time. She eyein' me a nigga don't exist Girl, I know you want this 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 are pampered by threesomes tomorrow. MM, 'em all, dead bodies in the hallway. Don't get involved, listen what the ball say. Barry, Hallelujah! Holla back, do ya. BEAST!
I love bad bitches my fucking 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. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
If finding somebody real is fucking problem, bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.