[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, that's my fucking 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 problem If finding real is your fucking problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can it
[Verse 1: Rocky] Hold up simmer down Takin' hella long give it to me now Make that pop like a semi or a nine Oh baby like it raw a shimmy shimmy ya Huh, get like me met a motherfucker fresh like me All these motherfuckers wanna dress me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat Keith Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, like how you figure? Getting figures and fucking bitches, she swishers her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor She love my licorice, I let her it They say money make a nigga act But at least a nigga nigga I be fuckin' broads I be fuckin' bored a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys, beast
I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, that's my fucking And I like to fuck I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, that's my problem And yeah I to fuck, I got a fucking problem If finding somebody real is fucking problem ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 2: I know you it when this beat is on Make you think about all of the niggas been leading on Make me think all of the rappers I've been feeding on Got a feeling the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word? Ain't heard my Who you sleepin' on? You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking Ain't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed ju... (Okay, I got it) Then just drop down and get yo' on Or we can stare up at the stars and put the on All shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't it If you comin' for my head, motherfucker get to bustin' Yes Lord, I don't say this often But this long dick nigga ain't for the talking, I beast
I love bad bitches, my fucking problem And yeah I to fuck, I got a fucking problem I love bad bitches, that's my fucking And I like 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 real is your fucking problem ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 3: Lamar] Yeah hoe the finale My pep talk turn into a pep Say she's from the hood but she live the valley now Vacate in Atlanta, then she going to Cali Got girl on my line, world on my line The I fuck 'em at the same damn time She eyeing me like a don't exist Girl, I know you want this Girl, I'm Kendrick Aka is to me just a car That mean friends 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, Holla I'll do ya, beast
I bad bitches, that's 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 problem I love bad bitches, that's my problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a problem If finding somebody real is your fucking ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it