For those whey no fit dey fix son
I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one
Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys
You don't want my 99 at ya feet, that'll be 198 problems with this beef,
Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop
I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,
And i already 99 of them,
Dress pimping-like and toast like less when
We talkin problems? well i got them, i was sent to be rough
She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough
99 problems but a disk ain't one
There are times when you'll need someone
Ya got 99 problems and obviously a bitch ain't one,
Way that i describe it, prescribe a nigga medicine
I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
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