A$AP Rocky - Fuckin' Problems (feat. Kendrick Lamar, 2 Chainz, Drake) lyrics

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
If findin' somebody real is
Your fuckin' problem (yeah)
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it, ayy

Hold up, bitches, simmer down (Uh)
Takin' hella long, bitch, give it to me now
(Uh)
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh, baby like it raw with
The shimmy shimmy ya, huh?
A$AP (yeah) , get like me (Uh)


Never met a motherfucker fresh like me (yeah)
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
(Uh) but the chrome to your dome
Make you sweat like Keith
‘Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga
Like how you figure? (yeah)
Gettin' figures and fuckin' bitches
She rollin' Swishers
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas (Uh)
They gettin' bent up off the liquor (Uh)
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
(Alright)
They say money make a nigga act niggerish
(Uh) but least a nigga, nigga rich
I be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fuckin' boys
Beast (Ha ha ha ha ha)

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
If findin' somebody real is
Your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it, ayy

Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the
Niggas you been leadin' on
Make me think about all of the
Rappers I've been feedin' on
Got a feelin' 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 fuckin' read-along
Ain't a fuckin' sing-along 'less you
Brought the weed along
Then ju okay, I got it
Then just drop down and get your eagle on
Or we can stare up at the
Stars and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' 'bout
Is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger
I don't pay for no reduction
If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know
Then I don't trust it
If you comin' for my head, then motherfucker
Get to bustin'
Yes, Lord, I don't really say this often
But this long-dick nigga ain't
For the long talkin', i'm beast

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
If findin' somebody real is
Your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it

Uh, 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
Vacayed in Atlanta
Then she goin' back to Cali (Mm)
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony, I fuck 'em at the same damn time
She eyein' me like a nigga don't exist
Girl, I know you want this dick
Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar (Mm)
AKA benz is to me just a car (Mm)
That mean your friends-es need be up to par
See, my standards are pampered
By threesomes tomorrow (Mm)
Kill 'em all, dead bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved
Listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holler back, I'll do ya, beast

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem
(Problem) and yeah, I like to fuck
I got a fuckin' problem (Problem)
If findin' somebody real is
Your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it, ayy