99 problemsJay-z |
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| If your havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one [Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casketīs closed Rap critics that say heīs "Money Cash Hoes" Iīm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in your zapatos Youīd celebrate the minute you was havin doe Iīm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you donīt like my lyrics you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if I donīt play they show They donīt play my hits well I donīt give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers I donīt know what you take me as or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has Iīm from rags to ritches niggas I ainīt dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one Hit me [Chorus] 99 Problems but a bitch ainīt one If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one Hit me [Verse Two] The year is ī94 and in my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law I got two choices yall pull over the car or Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor Now I ainīt tryin 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 iīm stoppin you for?" Cause iīm young and iīm black and my hats real low Do I look like a mind reader sir, I donīt know Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo? "Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four" "Liscense and regestration and step out of the car" "Are you carryin a weapon on you I know alot of you are" I ainīt steppin out of shit 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 gonī need a warrent for that "Arenīt you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?" "Or somebody important or somethin?" Nah I ainīt pass the bar but I know a little bit Enough that you wonīt illegally search my shit "Well weīll see how smart you are when the K-9īs come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one Hit me [Chorus X2] [Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to inore 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 wouldnīt bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing thatīs gonna happen is iīmma get to clappin He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain And there I go traped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratchin again Paparatziīs with they cameras snappin them D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause iīm African >All because ths fool was harrassin them Tryin to play the boy like you sack your friend But ainīt nothin sweet ībout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems but this bitch ainīt one Hit me [Chorus X3] Youīre crazy for this one Rick Itīs your boy Visitas: 225 |
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