Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Fuckin Problem

rate me

Oh, oh, oh, oh

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

Euro

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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