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Rick Ross

Genres: Hip-Hop

Fuckin' Problems (freestyle) Lyrics - Rick Ross

Rick Ross] 

We the greatest ever nigga, 

MMG yeah 

 

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 

 

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Here they come, there it goes 

Guess I'm rollin' up the marijuana 

We all known as the boss 

It's the bottle poppin' 

Talkin' ....she wanna ball like Cyndi Lauper 

I get the cheddar here baby girl a blood but she kinda cute 

Let a nigga gang bang in the found blue (su whoo) 

Red beamer and it's brand new 

So shout out to the bitches we ran through 

True connoisseur carnivores to the whores 

Yeah you runnin' with the flow it wasn't yours 

Call the boss got dwella it's all gold 

Stalley showed it to me first now fast forward 

The land lord my influence speakin Jewish 

Need to get you some insurance smoking too much 

This shit a movie pick a theatre in the crib 

And you know I got the pole we get it in, we get it in 

 

Photos 

 

Speedin' in my fast car 

Reminiscin' on the girl I last saw 

And how she cut wood like a hack saw 

Wax on wax off man that ass soft 

Attached to my fitted, 

But I get that kitten hat soft 

I was jimmy hat strapped when I fell up in that cat paws 

All over my body 

Me on for my yonin balls had the head down tails up like a coin toss rollin' up a body 

Stretchin' like pilate, 110 Masarati 

Burnin' down the highway 

Burnin' on some Marley 

Could this be love infatuation of the body 

The facts is that I'm sloppy with my feelings and it's got me 

Chasing love at six in the morning 

Horny as a dog in heat chasing after pony 

The streets is lonely 

It's just me and the stars 

Me and my thoughts 

Could it be me and the Godess? 

Well if I play my cards right 

Tarot cards on my dashboard if they re-write 

Or leave me right back to my queen tonight 

Right? 

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