99 Problems (186 BPM)

If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol

Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed

Rap critics that say he's money cash h*es

I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those

If you grew up with holes in your zapatos

You'd celebrate the minute you was having dough

I'm like f**k critics you can kiss my whole asshole

If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward

Got beef with radio if I don't play they show

They don't play my hits well I don't give a s**t so

Rap mags try and use my black a*s

So advertisers can give em more cash for ads f**kers

I don't know what you take me as

Or understand the intelligence that jay z has

I'm from rags to riches n***a I ain't dumb

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b***h ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw

In my rear view mirror is the mother f**king law

I got two choices yall pull over the car or

Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor

Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with jake

Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case

So I pull over to the side of the road

And I heard son do you know why I'm stopping you for

Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low

Do I look like a mind reader sir I don't know

Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo

Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four

License and registration and step out of the car

Are you carrying a weapon on you I know a lot of you are

I ain't stepping out of s**t all my papers legit

Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit

Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back

And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that

Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something

Or somebody important or something

Nah I ain't passed the bar but I know a little bit

Enough that you won't illegally search my s**t

Well see how smart you are when the k 9's come

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b***h ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b***h ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

Now once upon a time not too long ago

A n***a like myself had to strong arm a h*e

This is not a h*e in the sense of having a p***y

Having sense push me

I tried to ignore him and talk to the lord

Pray for him cause some fools just love to perform

You know the type loud as a motor bike

But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight

The only thing that's gonna happen is I'mma get to clapping

He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captain

And there I go trapped in the kit kat again

Back through the system with the riff raff again

Fiends on the floor scratching again

Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them

D a tried to give the n***a the shaft again

Half a mil for bail cause I'm african

All because this fool was harrassin' them

Trying to play the boy like he's saccarin

But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun

I got 99 problems but being a b***h ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b***h ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b***h ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b***h ain't one

Hit me

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but being a b***h ain't one

You're crazy for this one rick

It's your boy