2 Chainz - f**in' Problem lyrics

[Hook - Lil Wayne] I love all my b**hes, that's my f**in' problem A 2 dollar bill is still a couple dollars And if any one of them n***as got a f**in' problem I'mma milk all of 'em cause they f**in' cowards I love red b**hes, there's just something 'bout 'em But I'm gettin' better p**y from a brown one Been schoolin' y'all n***as, I'm your alma mater I'm the sh**, where the fly swatter [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] I know you dykin' who you eatin' on Make me think about all them nights we got a threesome on Make me think about how you s** it like your teeth are gone If your friends hatin' on you, f** 'em to each his own, yessir I do my d** then I sleep 'em off Like it just be callin' me, I need to turn my ringer off Ain't a f**in' singalong unless you brought the weed along That kush, okay I got it, that kush Cop pounds and put my people on We can take the stairs up to the stars that's where we belong f** that sh** you talk, I beat that p**y like production Or like Rocky, beat the Russian Or like Jordan, beat the buzzer n***a, gimme what you've got, take that money like an usher One man band, all you hear is repercussion Told a b**h, 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 [Hook - Lil Wayne] I love bad b**hes, okay, what's the problem If she thinks she gonna come up then I'mma f**in' drown her I'm wilder than 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 f**in' possum And n***a, if your b**h got eye problem You know what it is, armed robbery Tunechi [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 b**hes gettin' drunk Smokin' like a point guard, no look, pa**in' blunts f** you talkin' 'bout? Euro, this and that Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the outfit to match And n***as 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 b**hes old news Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise" And every dream girl that I f**ed 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 p**y, and I ain't leave a clue Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the proof That sick sh**, I'm ill, yeah, I'm a f**in' problem I'm fine wit' it, though, b**hes like f**in' problems And I can't solve sh** if I'm the f**in' problem Just know I got 'em, let me know if there's a f**in' 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 b**hes, that's my f**in problem Had a few ugly b**hes but I had to hide em Can't live with em, Can't live without em Can't trust them hoes poking holes up in condoms Put a S on her breast, she a supermodel If you swallow these kids, does that make you childish Now she say I got a f**in problem Because I f**ed her once and gave a f** about her Her hair blown out like the 80s I drive these b**hes crazy, mental asylum should pay me I ain't looking for a lady, call Will Smith to get you hitched I ain't looking for a wife, I need a one night trick That can ride it like that, s** it like this Hit it from the back in the back of the whip I'm a mac, I'm a pimp girl You don't need make up, put this mac on your lips She drive a X5, beefin' with her ex man Baby Ima dog and a DMX fan Told myself I wouldn't mess with my ex again Popped a lil x then i tried explain I keep it too real to ever be a lame Too many girls in this world, you all be lame She all on my dick cause I got street fame Told that thirsty a** b**h don't speak my name Kidd Kidd, a nut from the 9 Tell em don't worry bout me I'm just fine Girl if you comin' with me then let's ride I know you want money so don't waste my time Uh, wear that a** out f** her till we pa** out f** a hotel, we goin' to my mans house Scratch that your baby mama was an Amtrak We treat that p**y like some good weed and pa** that Yeah, to my n***as, she f** my n***as Bought some b**hes, and she was wit' it With you she wasn't, but she did it She let you lick it, but never stick it You be trippin, you say you fallin n***a you slippin, stupid a** n***a tryna' fall in love If i fall it's gon be from too many d** You asking questions, bout what she was With the rider game, she told you in the club