AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM (Explicit)

AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM (Explicit) - Beyoncé (碧昂絲)

Lyrics by：Beyoncé/Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant/Mike Dean/S. Carter/Andrell D. Rogers/Tino Santron McIntosh

Composed by：Beyoncé/The-Dream/MIKE DEAN/S. Carter

America America has a problem

Heard you got that D for me

Pray your love is deep for me

I'ma make you go weak for me

Make you wait a whole week for me

I see you watching fiending

I know you want it scheming

I know you need it d**g lord

You want it on you

Don't I know

You need love I need some too

Do you want this like it wants you

Know that booty gon' do what it want to

Can't hit it one time multiple

I know you see these rack-rack-racks on me

Now come and get hi-i-i-i-i-igh

Twenty forty eighty out the trap hit it with the rap

Put it on the map then we right back

Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

Tony Montana with the racks

Ivy P on my bag double G's on my dash

N***a I'm bad I'm bad

Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

Boy you can't get no higher than this no

'Cause love don't get no higher than this no no

Grind

Grind

Boy you know I grind

Grind

When I pull up these jeans you're mine

When I pull up these jeans you're mine

You're mine

You're mine you're mine

When I step on the scene they

Can't wait to back it up

Your ex-dealer d**e but it ain't crack enough

I'm supplying my man I'm in demand soon as I land

Just know I roll with them goons in case you start acting familiar

This kind of love big business whole slab I kill for

Boy you can't get no higher than this no

Higher

'Cause love don't get no higher than this no no

Higher

Grind

Grind

Boy you know I grind

Grind

When I pull up these jeans you're mine

When I pull up these jeans you're mine

You're mine

You're mine you're mine

When I step on the scene they

Can't wait to back it up

Your ex-dealer d**e but it ain't crack enough

I'm supplying my man I'm in demand soon as I land

Just know I roll with them goons in case you start acting familiar

This kind of love big business whole slab I kill for

Know that booty gon' do what it want to

Can't hit it one time multiple

I know you see these rack-rack-racks on me

Now come and get hi-i-i-i-i-igh

Twenty forty eighty out the trap hit it with the rap

Put it on the map then we right back

Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

Tony Montana with the racks

Double C's on my bag double G's on my dash

N***a I'm bad I'm bad

Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh