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If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one, hit me
gotta mike

He's got the rap patrol on the gat
Foes that wanna make his casket's closed
Rap critics say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
He's from the stupid, what type of facts are those

If you grew up holes in your zapitos
You'd the minute you was havin' doe
So, fuck critics, you can our whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can fast forward

with radio, if we don't play they show
They don't play out hits, we don't a shit, so
All mags try and use our ass
So, can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I don't know what you us as
Or the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one

And the is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the fuckin' law
I got two ya'll, pull over the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the to the floor

Now, I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can fight the
So, I pull over to the side of the
I heard, "Son, do you know I'm stoppin you for?"

'Cause I'm and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I like a mind reader, Sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or I guess some mo?
You was fifty five in a fifty four

License and registration and out of the car
Are you a weapon on you? I know alot of you are
Well, I steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
But do you if I look around the car a little bit?

Well, my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the
And I know my rights, so, you gon' a warrant for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack, get me some of lawyer or some
important or somethin'?

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I know a bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my
We'll see how smart you are the K-9's come
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a ain't one
If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me

99 problems but a ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one

Now, upon a time, not too long ago
A nigga myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a
But a pussy havin' no sense, try and push me

I to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some fools just love to
You know the type, loud as a bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fight

The only that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin'
He and his boys gon' be to the captain
And there I go traped in the kit, kat
Back through the system with the riff, raff

Fiends on the floor scratchin'
Paparatzi's with cameras snappin' them
D A tried to give the nigga the shaft
Half-a-mil for bail 'cause I'm

All because this fool was harrasin'
Tryin' to play the boy he's saccarin
But ain't sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a ain't one

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a ain't one
If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me

Shut up I'm talking to you
Shut up, up, shut up
Shut up when I'm to you
Shut up, shut up, up, shut up
I'm about to

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me
(I need a room to breathe)
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me
(I a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems and I'm about to