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ASAP Rocky

Fuckin' Problems

 

Fuckin' Problems

(album: Long.Live.A$ap - 2013)


[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and Rocky]
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Hold up bitches simmer down
Taking hella long bitch give it to me now
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy shimmy ya
Huh, ASAP get like me
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keef
Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures and fucking bitches, she rolling swishers
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigga-rish
But at least a nigga nigga rich
I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored
Turn a dyke bitch out have her fucking boys, beast

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Drake]
I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leading on
Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speaking on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleeping on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
Ain't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed along
Then ju... (Okay, I got it)
Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talking bout is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction
If it's coming from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
If you coming for my head, then motherfucker get to busting
Yes Lord, I don't really say this often
But this long dick nigga ain't for the long talking, I beast

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Yeah hoe this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she's from the hood but she live inside the valley now
Vacate in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali (umm)
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn time
She eyeing me like a nigga don't exist
Girl, I know you want this dick
Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar
Aka Benz is to me just a car
That mean your friends need to be up to a par
See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow (uhh)
Kill 'em all dead bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back I'll do ya, beast

[Hook]

done

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