Problem - Some More Ones lyrics
[Hook: I don't know anything lil' mama tryna' give that thang to me (Yeah I need some more ones) Every show but I know one thing I for sho' sho' sho' gon' see (Yeah I need some more ones, ones, ones, ones, ones) Give that thang to me (Yeah I need some more ones, ones, ones, ones, ones) I for sho' sho' sho' gon' see (Yeah I need some more ones) [Verse 1: Iamsu!] Guess I'm back to the ATM Back up in the spot they go crazy in b**h shake a** like a professional Ho wipe me down, oh you don't like me now Psh, please, give me 5 feet, hard as concrete When I'm on beats, n***as on freeze You know what I'm talkin' 'bout ay? That's the catch phrase, n***as hate and they catch fades Heartbreak gang ho, goin' mango Get it from the back make you say my name ho Hah hah, shabooyah, roll call I'm too hot Racked up, Ghar Mula Stupid cold, I'm cooler, cooler n***as losers, I hustle and maneuver She don't know what to do first Is it give me bread, give me head, or both You know I'm gettin' bread for days so make a toast [Hook] [Verse 2: Problem] Yeah I'm toast deaf, fades I catch Smoke five Js 'fore I eat my breakfast Knees that toast, I gets them loafs Ho I got girth, you gon' feel these strokes Baby I'm the n***a, go head ask about me Come chill with the stars, get to astronautin' Bend it over and clap it for me Then rock the mic, yeah I love to see the mouth work Broad bands now give your boy the concert The bomb squad, but we bomb first Want me in your gra** beads, mow the lawn first Turn it up you a fool with that knob work No soda, no coin, but I make a dime squirt Granted, Bentley, Tell me, it's realer in that building That we 'bout to sign that big deal Let's go off to that other land Now quick pull yo' panties down [Hook] [Verse 3: Kool John] Yeah I see you lookin' b**h, you bout to be tookin' b**h I'm hot like a cooking b**h, Rex tryna book a nig' Bury sand and shook a b**h I'm on like a light switch, I ate her like a dike b**h My dick can make you fatter b**h Shmop life comin' up, freaky b**hes shake her bu*t Beggin' me to keep it up, Cause a n***a need tonight I be f**ing up her guts, Kool gettin' hundred bucks Smokin' on the purple stuff, hoppin' over hurdles brah Yeah she back it up and watch a n***a run Young shmop n***a with a dick like a bowie Shmop boy cool brah tour like Louie It only took the freak one time for her to knew it Shake it don't break it, all I need is you naked Yup get on a position, get on yo knees and take it You lookin' real cakey, said her name was Stacey Can't nobody replace her, can't nobody erase her [Hook] [Verse 4: Bad Lucc] Fat boy said it, took his cookie man thats fat boy credit I get it goin' like a train, II do my thang And baby bangin' like a gang, river my hangs It's gravy, a** crazy, It should be committed I'm wit' it, but I'm f**in' lazy So I smack it from my chair, gave her a stare I do that p**y like Nare, I'm doin' baer What? I'm the n***a, you f**in' feel me I put a seven in that swisher, I'm f**in' silly I just be chillin', got a thousand in my grip I took a 5 and made it drizzle on that b**h I'm toasted, street sign posted Man that a** fake? yo stripper name should be Bogus b**h I'm the coldest, and all my n***as focused They know this all the ills in the air why they chose us [Hook]