A$AP Rocky - f**in' Problems lyrics

I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f** I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem If finding somebody real is your f**in' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up b**hes, simmer down Takin' hella long b**h give it to me now Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy shimmy ya Huh, A$AP get like me Never met a motherf**er fresh like me All these motherf**ers wanna dress like me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith 'Cause I'm the n***a, the n***a n***a, like how you figure? Getting figures and f**in' b**hes, she rollin' swishers Brought her b**hes, I brought my n***as, they getting bent up off the liquor She love my licorice, I let her lick it They say money make a n***a act n******g-ish But at least a n***a n***a rich I be f**in' broads like I be f**in' bored Turn a dyke b**h out have her f**in' boys, beast I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f** I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem If finding somebody real is your f**in' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it I know you love it when this beat is on Make you think about all of the n***as you've been leading on Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word? Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on? You should print the lyrics out and have a f**ing read-along Ain't a f**ing sing-along unless you brought the weed along Then ju.. (Okay, okay, okay) Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on All that sh** you talkin' bout is not up for discussion I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction If it's comin' from a n***a I don't know, then I don't trust it If you comin' for my head, then motherf**er get to bustin' Yes Lord, I don't really say this often But this long dick n***a ain't for the long talking, I beast I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f** I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem If finding somebody real is your f**in' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Yeah ho this the finale My pep talk turn into a pep rally Say she's from the hood but she live inside in the valley now Vacate in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali Got your girl on my line, world on my line The irony I f** 'em at the same damn time She eyeing me like a n***a don't exist Girl, I know you want this dick Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar A.K.A. Benz-Is-to-Me-Just-a-Car That mean your friends need to be up to a par See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow k** 'em all dead bodies in the hallway Don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say Halle Berry, hallelujah Holla back I'll do ya, beast I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f** I got a f**in' problem I love bad b**hes, that's my f**in' problem And yeah I like to f**, I got a f**in' problem If finding somebody real is your f**in' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it