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If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol |
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Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed |
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Rap critics they say he's 'Money Cash Hoes' |
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I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those |
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If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos |
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You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough |
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I'm like **** critics you can kiss my whole asshole |
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If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward |
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I got beef with radio if i don't play they show |
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They don't play my hits well i don't give a shit SO |
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Rap mags try and use my black ass |
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So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, ****ers |
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I don't know what you take me as, |
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Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has |
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I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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Hit me |
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99 problems but the bitch aint one |
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If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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The year's '94 and my trunk is raw |
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In my rear view mirror is the mother ****in' law |
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I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm) |
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Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor |
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Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay. |
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Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case |
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So I...pull over to the side of the road |
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I heard 'Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?' |
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Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low? |
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Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know |
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Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'? |
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'Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' ' |
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'Liscense and registration and step out of the car' |
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'Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are' |
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I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit |
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'Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?' |
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Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back |
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And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that |
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'Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?' |
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'Or somebody important or somethin'?' |
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Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit |
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Enough that you won't illegally search my shit |
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'We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come' |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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Hit me |
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99 Problems but a bitch ain't one |
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if you havin girl problems |
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i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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99 Problems but a bitch ain't one |
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if you havin girl problems |
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i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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Hit me |
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Now once upon a time not too long ago |
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A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe |
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This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy |
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But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me |
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I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord |
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Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform |
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You know the type loud as a motor bike |
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But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight |
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The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin |
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He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain |
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And there I go trapped in the kit kat again |
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Back through the system with the riff raff again |
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Fiends on the floor scratchin again |
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Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them |
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D.A. tried to give the nigga shaft again |
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Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African |
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All because this fool was harrasin' them |
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Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin |
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But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how I hold my gun |
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I got 99 problems beeing a bitch ain't one |
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Hit me |
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99 problems but the bitch aint one |
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If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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99 problems but the bitch aint one |
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If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
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99 problems but the bitch aint one |
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If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son |
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |