DRAKE - Fucking Problem lyrics

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[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and Rocky]I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problemAnd yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problemI love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problemAnd yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problemI love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problemAnd yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problemIf finding somebody real is your fuckin problemBring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]Hold up bitches talkin down drankin hella long bitch give it to me nowMake that thing pop like a semi or a nine Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy shimmy yaHuh, ASAP get like meNever met a motherfucker fresh like meAll these motherfuckers wanna dress like mePut the chrome to your dome make you sweat like KeithCause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?Getting figures and fuckin bitches, she rollin' swishersBrought her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off theLiquorShe love my licorice, I let her lick itThey say money make a nigga act nigger-ishBut at least a nigga nigga richI be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' boredTurn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys, beast[Hook]i love bad bitches thas my fuckin problem and yea i like to fuck i gotta fuckin problem i love bad bithces thas my fuckin problem and yea i like to fuck i gotta fuckin problem i love bad bitches tha my fuckin problem and yea i like to fuck i gotta fuckin problem guess findin sombody real thas a fuckin problem bring ya girl to the crib maybe we can solve em

[Verse 2: Drake]uhh I know you love it when this beat is onMake you think about all of the niggas you've been leading onMake me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding onGot a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-alongAin't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed alongThen ju... (Okay, okay, okay)Then just drop down and get yo' eagle onOr we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles onAll that shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussionI will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reductionIf it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust itIf you comin' for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin'Yes Lord, I don't really say this oftenBut this long dick nigga ain't for the long talking, I beast

[Hook]i love bad bitches thas my fuckin problem and yea i like to fuck i gotta fuckin problem (3time) gues findin somebody real is a fuckin problem bring ya girl to the crib maybe we can solve em

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]Yeah ho this the finaleMy pep talk turn into a pep rallySay she's from the hood but she live inside in the valley nowVacate in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali uh Got your girl on my line, world on my lineThe irony I fuck 'em at the same damn timeShe eyeing me like a nigga don't existGirl, I know you want this dickGirl, I'm Kendrick LamarAka Benz is to me just a carThat mean your friends need to be up to a parSee my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrowKill 'em all dead bodies in the hallwayDon't get involved listen what the crystal ball sayHalle Berry, hallelujahHolla back I'll do ya, beast[Hook]

Thanks to juicey for correcting these lyrics