Pac Div - Women Problems lyrics

[Pac Div - Women Problems lyrics]

My Homie said that he was going through it
Going through it
My Pops said that he was going through it, uh
My uncle said that he was going through it
Going through it
Even my little cousin going through it
And na na na
Now I'm talking bout my Women Problems
Cause, I got me some Women Problems
I need help with my Women Problems
Cause, I got me some Women Problems

Uh uh, Damn baby
You the one who's actin crazy
Catch me dancing with some lady now
You talking bout you hat me
In the party drunk and Shwayzy trying
To punch me over Stacy
So loud the crowd hear you cursing over Jay-Z
Now this is for instance the shit
That I was talking bout
Big Mibbs can't go to shindigs
Without you walking out mad at the world
At them girls that be eyeing me
Trying to see if I'mma be the type to Creep
Find a Freak, buy em drinks, Lie and Cheat
Damn why you Spying me
Last week I caught you at the mall
Playing Hide and Seek
After all of this might as
Well call it quit's
Cause, I never called you bitch
Never ever balled my fist
Never ever tried to hit you
And it's a understatement if I
Said you got some issues
Quite crying here's a tissue
You swear like I'm against you
But you the one I'm into
You keep this up and I'mma blow the whistle
Girl you mental, uh

My girl problems go way before Junior High
Nicky used to diss me
With some prissy little cutie pie
Daniel rejected my fan mail
Remember writing letters to Quinetta
She would shred em when she get em, you know
The folded letters with the question
In the circle box
I was cryin when Shania stole
My Ninja Turtle Watch
The Purple Watch it was Donatello
Elice was cute but the teeth behind
Her braces was kinda yellow
And I can tell that Shanell liked me
The only problem with her ass
Is she smelled like pee
Casey and Lacy the twin sisters
They was tap dancers but they was stingy
Wouldn't let me play Math Blaster
Morgan? Well she let me play Oregon Trail
But her breath had a foreign smell
Only talk to Courteney when I'm bored as hell
And then Porches tail
Was lying ass cheating ass whore for real
Behind the bungalows
Tongueing up different dudes
Skipping school, kissing who?
Damn you at this nigga fool
And to this day ain't shit improved
My bad luck with the women got
Me stuck in dilemmas and

We was going on 3 years this summer
Deep in still love her
Never ever did I see this here coming
Queasy in the stomach, knee deep
Started buggin
Seen this would lead me into something
This the start, homecoming 06'
Got word that she had a
Friend she was close with
Spending dough with
Heard he was quarterback for Howard
Paranoid I call he back for hours
The phone calls slowing up
Holidays no showing up
Her momma say she goin nuts
So I already know what's up
Last I heard she was in the campus
Letting niggas tap her
When she swore she was going
Just to get her masters
First plane heading to the campus
Crashed in the classes
And I'm askin, Where's room one eight two
Bustin through the door
Seen jeans to the ankle daaamn uh

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