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Taylor Girlz

Problems With Me

 

Problems With Me


What's up boy
What up boy
Woo, Doo-Doo, Doo-Doo
Just gotta set the tone

These hoes got problems with me, problems with me
Gucci straight falling on me, Prada's on feet
I don't carry on with no beef, on with no beef
I got people counting on me, counting on me
Gucci bitch

I ain't gonna sit here and argue wit ya
I ain't got time for that stupid shit
I wake up everyday with a point to prove
I don't really fuck with no lame niggas
Fake niggas wake and bake niggas
One thing I hate is some lazy hoes
Respect last longer than a check nigga
I ain't have no handouts (Nope)
A bitch stay 10 toes down (Down)
Nigga ran off with my style (Style)
Made my mama then proud (Proud)
A bitch said she like my style (I know)
Ran up on your grounds (Bitch)
You don't own shit you borrow (No, no, no)
And I ain't got time for no broke hoes
Yeah bitch you sorrow

These hoes got problems with me, problems with me
Gucci straight falling on me, Prada's on feet
I don't carry on with no beef, on with no beef
I got people counting on me, counting on me
Gucci whooo

First things first, when I started this rapping shit
None of y'all wasn't even rapping (Stop playing)
Bitch I was laughing in fashion (Ya)
When yo shit ain't happen
Don't make me get on your shit
And my ex keep on calling cause he want some conversation (What)
I'm in relation
I don't give a fuck what another nigga gotta say
If he ain't my bae (Bitch)
What I look like arguing with somebody
Who don't even make the same pay (Broke ass)
The same ones talking about ya
Be the same ones that'll turn around
And ask for a fav (What you need)
Everyone that doubted me now they working 9 to 5 like a slave
I'm getting paid
I'm dripping on drake's
Getting more topping then cakes (Ahhhhhh)

These hoes got problems with me, problems with me
Gucci straight falling on me, Prada's on feet
I don't carry on with no beef, on with no beef
I got people counting on me, counting on me
Gucci whooo

These hoes got problems with me (With me, with me)
Problems with me (With me)
These hoes got problems with me (Look at me, look at me)
Problems with me (With me, look at me)
These hoes problems with me (With me)

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