Fuckin Problems Lyrics - Euro

(Hook - Lil Wayne) 

I love all my bitches 

That's my fuckin' problem 

A 2 dollar bill is still a couple dollars 

And if any one of them niggas got a fuckin' problem 

I'mma milk all of 'em 

Cause they fuckin' cowards 

I love red bitches 

There's just something 'bout 'em 

But I'm gettin' better pussy from a brown one 

Been schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm your alma mater 

I'm the shit 

Where the fly swatter 

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(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne) 

I know you likin' who you eatin' 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 hatin' on you, fuck 'em 

To each his own, yessir 

I do my drugs then I sleep 'em off 

Like it just be callin' me 

I need to turn my ringer off 

Ain't a fuckin' singalong 

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 

Nigga, gimme what you've got 

Take that money like an usher 

One man band, all you hear is repercussion 

Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self destruction 

She looked me in my eyes and said 

Man, I ain't worried 'bout nothin' 

I said shorty, you a beast 

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(Hook) 

I love bad bitches 

Okay, what's the problem 

If she thinks she gonna come up 

I'mma fuckin' drown her 

I'm wildin' in public schools and public housing 

Can't afford failure, I'm just browsing 

I was 15 with $100,000 

And if you talk trash 

I'mma fuckin' possum? 

And nigga, if your bitch got eye problem 

You know what it is, armed robbery. 

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(Verse 2 - Euro) 

I heard 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young" 

I haven't seen a movie since I started livin' one 

I be in a room full of bitches gettin' drunk 

Smokin' like a point guard, no look, passin' blunts 

Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Euro, this and that, 

Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the outfit to match 

And niggas schemin' on what I had, but 

We gon' put money in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose) 

And all these new bitches old news 

Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise" 

And every dream girl that I fucked came true 

Now every night feels like deja vu 

And the hatin's no use, she ain't waitin' on you 

I tell a baby, "Tell ya man 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 wit' it, though, bitches like fuckin' problems 

And I can't solve shit if I'm the fuckin' 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 spittin' out 'em? 

Long story short, money always colorblind 

She blew the team for some Red Bottoms 

(Euro) 

(Verse 3 - Kidd Kidd) 

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 

Can't trust some hoes poking holes up in condoms 

Put her ass on a brush, she a supermodel 

If you swallow these kids do that make you childish? 

Now she say I got a fuckin problem 

Because I fucked her once and gave her fuck a bottle 

Her hair blown out like the 80's 

I drive these bitches crazy, mental asylum should pay me 

I ain't lookin for a lady, call was meant to get you here 

I ain't lookin for a wife, I need a one night trick 

That could ride like that, suck it like this 

Hit it from the back in the back of the whip 

I'mma mack, I'mma pimp girl 

You don't need makeup with this mack on yo lips 

She drive a X5 beefin with her ex man 

Baby I'm a dog and a DMX fan 

Told myself I wouldn't mess with my ex again 

Popped a little X then I tried to explain 

I keep too real to ever be a lame 

Too many girls in this world yall to be lame 

She all on my dick cuz I got street fame 

Tell that thirsty ass bitch don't speak my name 

Kiki, enough from the 9 

Tell em don't worry bout me, I'm just fine 

Girl if you comin with me the let's ride 

See I know you want money so don't waste my time uh 

With that ass out, fuck until we pass out 

Fuck a hotel, we going to my man's house 

Scratch that, yo baby mama was an am track 

We treat that pussy like some good weed and pass that 

Yea, they're my niggas 

She fucked my niggas, brought some bitches 

And she was witty, with you she wasn't but she did it 

She let you lick it but never stick it 

You be trippin 

You said you fallin, nigga you slippin uh 

Stupid ass nigga tryna fall in love 

If I fall it's gonna be from too many drugs 

You askin questions bout where she was 

With the Rider Gang, she told you in the club 

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