[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and I love bad bitches, that's my problem And I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And I like to fuck I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking If finding somebody is your fucking problem ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 1: Rocky] Hold up bitches simmer Takin' hella long bitch it to me now Make that thing pop like a semi or a Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy ya Huh, ASAP get me Never met a motherfucker fresh me All these motherfuckers wanna like me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat Keith Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, how you figure? figures and fucking bitches, she rollin' swishers Brought her bitches, I my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor She love my licorice, I let her it They say money a nigga act nigga-rish But at least a nigga rich I be broads like I be fuckin' bored Turn a bitch out have her fuckin' boys, beast
I bad bitches, that's my fucking problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking I love bad bitches, that's my problem And yeah I like to fuck I got a fucking I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And yeah I to fuck, I got a fucking problem If finding somebody real is your problem ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 2: I know you love it when this is on Make you think about all of the you've been leading on Make me think about all of the rappers been feeding on Got a feeling that's the same that we speakin' on, oh word? heard my album? Who you sleepin' on? You should print the lyrics out and have a read-along Ain't a fucking sing-along you brought the weed along ju... (Okay, I got it) Then just down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put the on All that you talkin' bout is not up for discussion I will pay to make it bigger, I pay for no reduction If it's comin' from a I don't know, then I don't trust it If you for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin' Yes Lord, I really say this often But this dick nigga ain't for the long talking, I beast
I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And yeah I to fuck, I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And yeah I to fuck I got a fucking problem I bad bitches, that's my fucking problem And I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem If finding somebody is your fucking problem Bring ya to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 3: Kendrick hoe this the finale My pep talk into a pep rally Say she's from the hood but she live the valley now in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali Got your on my line, world on my line The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn She eyeing me like a don't exist Girl, I know you this dick Girl, I'm Kendrick Aka is to me just a car That mean your need to be up to a par See my standards are by threesomes tomorrow Kill 'em all bodies in the hallway Don't get listen what the crystal ball say Halle Berry, back I'll do ya, beast
I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking I bad bitches, that's my fucking problem And yeah I like to I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem If finding somebody real is your problem ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it