Joseph SoMo - Problem (A$AP Rocky Cover) lyrics

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Hook:

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem

And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem.

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem

And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem.

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem

And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem.

If finding somebody real is your fuckin' problem

Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it.

Hold up, bitches simmer down

Taking hella long, bitch give it to me now

Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine

Ooh baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ya

SoMo, get like me,

Never met a motherfucker fresh like me

Take it like you never had it i just might be

The guy that you fall for it like me

'Cause I'm a singer, a singer-singer

Makes you girl reconsider,

Be in hip to, young dudes with a trigger,

'Cause I can bring her to a level that you never heard of

Yeah I can teach her, no need to stress though,

Ain't it like a man, you f*ck the bitch, never let em Self grow

Just took a little notch, from this baller dress code

And said you know, you know, you know, you know, I beast

[Hook:]

You know you love it when this beat is on

Make you think about all of the singers you've been Leading on

Make me think about all of the singers I've been feeding On

Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we're speaking On a word

Ain't heard my album when you're sleeping on

You should print the lyrics out and have a fuckin read Along

Ain't a fucking sing a long unless she brought the weed Along

And just, okay okay then just, drop down and get your Eagle on

I've been on same kick too, turn the speakers on

Drowning out the problems with the music, seem to heal it All

Got no need to turn the lights off, we can leave em on

You've been waiting all night right to get me alone

If you wanna be a part, take it off and dream alone

Yes Lord, I don't really say this often

But this long dick singer ain't for the long talking, I Beast

[Hook:]

Yeah ho, this the finale

My pep talk turn into a pep rally

Say she from the hood but she live inside in the valley

Now she vaca'd in Atlanta, then she goin' back to Cali, Ohh

Got your girl of the line, world on the line

The irony, I f*ck em at the same damn time

She eyeing like a singer don't exist

Girl I know you want this dick

Girl just call me SoMo

Mister bad boy gentlemen a lay mode

Taking your girls on your ride with the note

Taking your girls on the ride say no more

Feel em all yeah, tryin, it's a long day

Don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say

Hale Berry, hallelujah, holla back, I'll do ya. Beast!

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