LIL WAYNE - Fuckin Problem Lyrics

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Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I love all my bitches that's my fuckin' problem
A two dollar bill is still a couple dollars
And if any one of them niggers got a fuckin' problem
Imma milk all of'me cause they fuckin' cowards
I love red bitches there's just something bout 'em
But I'm getting better pussy from a brown one
Been schooling y'all niggers I'm your alma mater
I'm the shit where the fly swatter uh

I know you liking who you eating on
Make me think about all them nights we got a threesome on
Make me think about
How you suck it like your teeth are gone
If your friends hating on you fuck'em
To each his own yes sir!
I do my drugs then I sleep'em off
Like it just be calling me
I need to turn my ringer off
Ain't a fuckin' sing along
Unless you brought the weed along
That Kush okay I got, that Kush
Cop pounds and put my people on
We can take the stairs up to the stars
That's where we belong
Fuck that shit you talk I beat that pussy like production
Or like Rocky, beat the Russian
Or like Jordan beat the buzzer
Nigger gimme what you've got take that money like an usher
One man band all you hear is repercussion
Told a bitch too much self gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and said
Nigger I ain't worried bout nothing'
I said Shorty you a beast

I love bad bitches, ok what's the problem?
If she thinks she gonna come up then Imma fuckin' drown her
I'm wilding in public schools and public housing
Can't afford failure I'm just browsing uh
I was 15 with 100,000
And if you talk trash Imma fuckin' possum
And nigga if your bitch got eye problem
You know what it is armed robbery
Don’t you?

I heard'em tell me go get'em young
I haven't seen a movie since I started living one
I’ll be in a room full of bitches getting drunk
Smoking like a point guard, no look passing blunts
Fuck you talking bout Euro this and that
Wanna walk in these shoes?
Have the outfit to match
And niggers scheming on what I had
But we gonna put money in the bag
Or a body in the bag, you choose
And all these new bitches old news
Throwing stacks at'em like that's probably gonna bruise
And every dream girl that I fucked came true
Now every night feels like déjà-vu
And the hating’s no use
She ain't waiting on you
I tell a baby tell yo man
To kick rocks with no shoes
And I murder that pussy
And I ain't leave a clue
Cause I put her on her knees
And made her swallow all the proof
That sick shit a mill
Yeah I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine with it though
Bitches like fuckin' problems
And I can't solve shit if I'm the fucking problem
Just know I got'em
Let me know if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't take the city out'em
I know these hoes well
See the water spitting out'em?
Long story short, money always colorblind them
She blew the team for some red bottoms

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin’ problem
Had a few ugly bitches but I had to hide’em
Can’t live with’em, can’t live without’em
Put her ass on abreast she a supermodel
If you swallow these kids do they make a child?
Now she say I got a fucking problem
Because I fucked the ones and gave a fuck about’em
Her hair blowing out like the 80s
All these bitches crazy, mental asylum should pay me
I ain’t looking for a lady call a Smith to get you hitched
I ain’t looking for a wife, I need a one night trick
Karate like that, suck it like this
He did from the back in the back of the wheel
I’m a Mac, I’m a pimp girl
You ain’t need make up with this mac on your lips
She trying to edge 5 beefing with her ex man
Baby I’m a dog and a DMX fan
Told myself I wouldn’t miss with my X again
Bought the little X then I bought the X flame
I keep it too real to ever be a lame
Too many girls in this world
Y’all be lame
She all on my dick cause I got street fame
Tell that thirsty ass bitch don’t speak my name
Kidd Kidd, tell them don’t worry bout me, I’m just fine
Girl if you’re coming with me then let’s...
I know you want money so don’t waste my time
With that ass so fucking till we pass out
Fuck the hotel, we going to my man’s house
Scratch that, your baby mama was an M tray
We treat that pussy like that good, we done passed that yet
To my niggers, she fuck my niggers bout some bitches
She was witty until she wasn’t
She did it, she let you lick it
Stupid ass nigger try and fall in love

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