Playaz Circle - Problem lyrics

I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is
Your fucking 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, huh
A$AP get like me
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me


All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome
Make you sweat like Keith

Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga
Like how you figure?
Getting figures and fuckin' bitches
She rolling Swishers
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas
They getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigga-ish
But least a nigga nigga rich
I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fucking boys
Beast

I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is
Your fucking problem
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it

Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the
Niggas you've 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 yo' 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 beast

I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is
Your fucking problem
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it

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

I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is
Your fucking problem
Bring your girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it