1. TALK SHIT, GET SHOT

Talk shit, GET SHOT!
Act hard Motherfucker, GET SHOT!
Pop off, GET SHOT!
Run up motherfucker, GET SHOT!
Niggas ain't blew up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot in a while
Niggas ain't blew up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot!

Prepare for impact - masks and black gats
You was speakin', now you're leakin' with your bitch ass
I'm a say this once - I don't play with the AK
You trip I'll hit ya - My clips'll flip ya
I'm not your average - the reaper with the sweeper
conflict turns to glock kicks and bullet hits
Motherfucker Talk shit, Get your wig split
I don't give a fuck about you and your bitch clique!

Talk shit, GET SHOT!
Act hard Motherfucker, GET SHOT!
Pop off, GET SHOT!
Run up motherfucker, GET SHOT!
Niggas ain't blew up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot in a while
Niggas ain't blew up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot!

Don't push motherfucker, I push back
Fuck with me and catch a 223
We in the age of the gauge
Double "lots" will make the talk stop
Black ops - I fuckin' live for the head shot
Act hard motherfuck - stick your chest out
Break north bitch - that would be your best route
Don't test me - I'm a psycho with the rifle
Beast with the piece - bully with the fully

Anyone can get it. [3x]
ANYONE CAN GET IT!!!

For some reason, you motherfuckers think this is a game.
You think you can say anything you want and nothing will ever happen to you
You think we live in a new age, But let me tell ya
It can happen real easy

Don't make me bring the gravity nigga...
You can get hit with the 5th
Twisted with the Biscuit
Blasted with the Ratchet
Jacked with the Mack
Bodied with the Shotty
Dumed with the Pump
Rocked with the Glock
Sprayed with the K
Domed with the Chrome
Downed with the Pound
Tapped with the Strap
Wacked with the Gat
Dusted with the Musket
Tagged with the Mag
Wet with the Intratec
Bled with the Led!!!

Talk shit, GET SHOT!
Act hard Motherfucker, GET SHOT!
Pop off, GET SHOT!
Run up, GET SHOT!

Talk shit, GET SHOT!


2. PRAY FOR DEATH

Pray
Pray for death
Pray

You crossed your last motherfucker
It’s time to pay your dues
It’s time to make you suffer
It’s time to turn the screws
Your pain will be my pleasure
Your screams will make me come
Your useless pleads for mercy
I’m having too much fun
My only plan is to keep you alive
So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife
As I break through your skin and your flesh hits the ground
I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound
You just crossed the wrong person, torture is my biz
Your fatal mistake, tonight’s my revenge
Once you bleed at my feet you thought you got away
Now you beg for your life, I suggest you should pray

Pray
Pray for death
Pray

I’m barely getting started, this might go on for days
Transfuse you with new blood so you don’t fade away
Maybe I’ll pull your teeth out, maybe I’ll split your nuts
Maybe just hit your chakra, maybe just spill your guts

Haha, you didn’t think I’d found you, huh?
Now I got you here
Tied down in a motherfucking chair
Oh, look at you, you’re crying now, you’re sorry now
What should I do? Let me look at my utensils
Oh, yeah, I got this record death chill right here
Maybe these pliers, maybe this blowtorch
Oh, look at you, you’re crying now

Pray
Pray for death
Pray

My only plan is to keep you alive
So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife
As I break through your skin and your flesh hits the ground
I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound
You just crossed the wrong person, torture is my biz
Your fatal mistake, tonight’s my revenge
Once you bleed at my feet you thought you got away
Now you beg for your life, I suggest you should pray


3. 99 PROBLEMS BC

If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!

I got a hoe from the East, I got a hoe from the West
Got a hoe who likes to jerk it off and rob it in a chest

I got a bitch from the North, I got a bitch from the South
I got a bitch who like to suck it long and hold it in her mouth
I got a bitch with air, a bitch with none
A bitch with a knife, a bitch with a gun
A bitch with an ass big as a TV set
And there’s a bitch over there,
Hey, the one I’m gonna get or maybe not!
She might not like me, though
No sweat to a vet, I rock her sister, though.
Or I rock the whole damn heard

Fuck them all and leave them on a curb.
I got a bitch with a mink, who likes a fat gold ling,
Who likes to fuck me with an ass upon the kitchen sink.
I got a bitch with tits, a bitch with ass
A bitch with none, but hey, I give her a pass, and I love them all!
I love them crazily, and they love me back
That’s why they stay with me!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!

I got a bitch, this old, a bitch, this new
A bitch who loves velvet and the colours blue.
I got a bitch this fat, a bitch this built
A bitch who all the titties give powder milk.
I got a bitch who’s funny, a bitch who ain’t
A bitch who can sing, a bitch who can’t
I got a bitch who loves fucking on airplane
I even got a bitch who have soul train.
I got a bitch who owns rock top bands, long ends!
I got a bitch who’s broke as a plum
But she’s the most fun!
I got a bitch who plays piano, a bitch who don’t
A bitch who dances naked, a bitch who won’t
A bitch who’s short, a bitch who’s tall
A bitch who burns my phone and probably calls
And I love them all, I love them crazily
And they love me back, that’s why they stay with me
So if you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!

I got a bitch who loves the G
She’ll fuck you right after she fucks me.
I got a bitch who loves boats
I got a bitch who loves handcuffs and ropes.
I got a bitch that’s fast, a bitch who’s slow
A bitch that’s a virgin, and a bitch that’s a hoe.
A bitch that lies, a bitch that’s true,
A bitch who’s a man, because your bitch is too!
I got a bitch this cool, a bitch this hot,
A bitch who loves rap, a bitch who loves rock
A bitch who’s lost, and one who knows where is at
She gets up on me and purrs like a cat.
I got a bitch that runs, a bitch that walks
A bitch she yells, a bitch she talks,
A bitch this dirty, a bitch this mean
A super fan bitch that I not to.. me
Then I love them all, I love them crazily
And they love me back, that’s why they stay with me
So if you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!


4. BACK TO REHAB

You say you took your last drink, bullshit
You’re checkin’ in next week, bullshit
You say you’re finished with drugs, bullshit
Do I look like a fool to you?
You said you had your last trip
Tell this to somebody else
You’re checkin’ in next week
How do you expect me to believe that?

Go, bak, back, back, back to rehab
Go back, back, back, back to rehab
Go, bak, back, back, back to rehab
Go back, back, back, back to rehab
Go, go, go

You say you’re aiming high
Do I look like a fool to you?
You said you had your last drink
Tell that to somebody else
You’re checkin’ in next week
How do you expect me to believe that?
I’m sick and fucking tired
Of hearing your fucking excuses

Go, bak, back, back, back to rehab
Go back, back, back, back to rehab
Go, bak, back, back, back to rehab
Go back, back, back, back to rehab
Go, go, go

We sing this song or all of us
That have people who struggle with addictions
We sing this song cause we want you all to live
And don’t waste your life, man
Go, go, go, go

Why I it always anyone else instead of you?
You’re gonna wake up dead in this game you play
You got one chance
I’m just checkin’ you in
The sad thing is we don’t wanna see you die

You say you’re aiming high
Do I look like a fool to you?
You said you had your last drink
Tell that to somebody else
You’re checkin’ in next week
How do you expect me to believe that?
You think all of your friends turned on you?

Go, bak, back, back, back to rehab
Go back, back, back, back to rehab
Go, bak, back, back, back to rehab
Go back, back, back, back to rehab
Go, go, go, go back


5. MANSLAUGHTER

Once upon a time
Motherfucker disrespect you he’d wind up dead
Motherfucker’s got the game twisted
Snitching fucking bitches
No more honor, no respect
What does a manhood mean?
Manslaughter, manhood’s dead
Manslaughter, manhood’s dead

Motherfuckers is way out of pocket
Been getting a fucking pass
You don’t hear me dog, ’till you feel that shotgun blast

I might not wear no mask
I might just let you see me
You punks is out of order
It’s time for manslaughter
Manslaughter, manhood’s dead
Manslaughter, manhood’s dead

Sometimes I sit back and I think
I think about what man hood use to mean
How men had to stand for something
Man like my father, real men
Men had to be about something
Men had to give a fuck
Men had to power through it
A man just can’t give up
Steel sharpens steel reach the deadly disease
If you don’t stand for shit
Then bitch get on your knees

I will not lose

I will not lose

So what’s the problem yo, every man is turning bitch
How will I solve it yo? Duct tape and a shallow ditch
Man’s an endangered species, this shit is getting soft
Slip up in a foreign country
And get you head cut of

Manslaughter, manhood’s dead


6. GET A JOB

The stress is killing me
The pressure is agony
Most people work till they break
While others just take
Stop begging, get a job
Get a gun, motherfucker, go out and rob

I’m up at 5 AM, gettin’ my work in
You sleep all day wondering why you’re broke
Then you get on the phone and sweat your friends
Sob stories, sob stories never end
You claim you’re fly but always need
You’re always broke but got money for weed

I got a problem, too
I keep feeding you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you
I got a problem, too
I keep feeding you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you
Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker
Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker

So you don’t carry a gun, You still steal
You never pay people back and never will
And we keep handin’ out, you’re breaking my balls
Till I give the fuck up and block your calls
Now I’m the bad guy with a bank account
You just move to your next friend and burn him out
Everyone knows this guy, this shit’s true
Or maybe this song’s about you

I got a problem, too
I keep feeding you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you
I got a problem, too
I keep feeding you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you

Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker
Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker

Get a job!


7. INSTITUTIONALIZED 2014

Yo I came home from work the other day
I was tired
I just wanted to sit back in my big chair
And play a little Xbox
You know
Relax a little
Then my wife comes in
She starts telling me
I play too much Xbox
I said what the fuck do you mean
This is just how I relax
Can I just play a little Xbox
Then she says
I saw on Oprah today
That guys who play video games
Don't love their wives
I'm like motherfucking bitch
Fuck Oprah
I don't give a fuck
I wanna play my video games
I don't give a fuck about Oprah
Oprah ain't got no man
You better worry about your motherfucking self
I just wanna kill some motherfuckers on Xbox
She said
You seem like you have a anger problem
Maybe you need some help
I'm like
Bitch call the police now
Gonna be institutionalized
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won't have any say
They'll brainwash you until you see they way
I'm not crazy - institution
You're the one that's crazy -institution
You're driving me crazy - institution
They put me in a institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the professional help
To save from the enemy myself
The other day I go on the internet
I'm just trying to check my email
So put in my password
It says I have an invalid password
I know my fuckin' password
So then it says go to customer service
So I get on customer service
I start talking to this dude
This motherfucker sounds like he's from India or some shit
He says to me
Whats your first dogs name
I don't know what my fuckin' first dogs name was
What the fucks the matter wit you
I just want my password
Gimme my fuckin' password
So then he ends up giving me my password
And he says
Your password has been sent to your email address
I'm like I cant get in my email address
What about cant get in my email address do you not understand motherfucker
He says oh my god
It seems like you have an anger problem
You should have that checked out
I'm not crazy - institution
You're the one that's crazy -institution
You're driving me crazy - institution
They put me in a institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the professional help
To save from the enemy myself
The other day I'm just sittin' alone
On lunch break at my job
Trying to eat a ham sandwich
Got little potato chips on the side
Little koo-aid
This motherfucker walks up to me and says
Are you gonna eat that
Like yeah I'm gonna eat that
What the fuck you think I'm gonna do
Shove it up your ass
Do you understand that that pork can kill you
Look motherfucker
Pork is not gonna kill me
Unless they figure a way
To shoot it out of a fucking gun
But I might kill you
If you keep fuckin' with me
He says hey calm down
I'm a vegan
Fuck a vegan
I could give a fuck if you eat sawdust motherfucker
Just step away from my fucking sandwich
He said do you realize how much sugar is in that kool-aid
I said do you realize how much blood is in a human body
Do you wanna see it motherfucker
Oh my god
You need therapy
You have an anger problem
Ahhhhhhh
I'm not crazy - institution
You're the one that's crazy -institution
You're driving me crazy - institution
They put me in a institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the professional help
To save from the enemy myself
Suicidal


8. POP BUBBLE (FT. JAMEY JASTA OF HATEBREED)

I'm fed up with this shit, man
I'm gonna say it,
ain't nobody gonna say it, I'm gonna say it
Motherfuck this shit, you're all whores
music ain't sayin' shit no more
Read my lips, read my lips you ain't talkin' bout shit

America's losing they cribs
Why you braggin' bout the shit you did?
All the shit that you buy, most of it lies
Yeah I know and you know I know
The government's tapping the net
Why you rappin' bout your car and check?
I miss P.E., I miss group's like Rage
this pop shit's making me physically sick
Obama did 8 years 'cuz
Why you singing bout bottles and clubs?
This shit don't make no sense
Most of your fans can't pay their rent

You've been sold a fantasy
You're livin' in a bubble full of bullshit
A pop bubble full of bullshit
You've been sold a fantasy
You're livin' in a bubble full of bullshit
A pop bubble full of bullshit
You're livin' in a bubble

[Jamey Jasta:]
You've been sold a fantasy
Little do you know the price we pay
The sick are regarded children starve
Our veterans come out to the real war
They're penitent on borrowed time
The beggars steal, the media lies
Now you've been bought and fuckin' sold
Feel steel like a temple, body count

Music is coming a long way
Guys have gone from fight the power,
to what does Kim Kardashian have on today
The fuck's the matter with you?
This pop shit's driving me fucking crazy
And I'm not talking about the people that started out being popstars,
I'm talking about so-called 'hardcore' motherfuckers
that'll do anything to get on the radio
Eat a dick.

Body Count, motherfucker

I can't fake it
This shit's whack
I say this to your face, this ain't behind your back
You corny motherfuckers, can't look me in the eyes
Cause most of you fake and you're living a lie

You're living in a lie

The cops are still twisted,
the laws are still fucked
The rich are still greedy,
government's still corrupt

You're living in a fucking lie

The news is all gossip
People have no hope
So what, you're making cash?
Your soul is still broke

You've been sold a fantasy
You're living in a bubble full of bullshit
A pop bubble full of bullshit
You've been sold a fantasy
You're living in a bubble full of bullshit
A pop bubble full of bullshit
You're living in a bubble

Bitch motherfuckers, don't want no fight
Ya mothefuckin' pants too tight
You'll be in for a few,
and then you're through,
cause pop ain't got no love
So what?
Your shit's in the club
You want me to say some names?
I'm too seasoned in this game,
that only give em pop fame
Fuck bloggers, fuck bullshit hype,
Ice is the only one tonight
Check my history, ain't shit changed
Still OG, and I'm still insane

Turn that fucking radio off.


9. ENTER THE DARK SIDE

People say, “Ice, you got money”
I say, “Man, I just got some money
And I know how easy it is to lose it”
You know what I’m saying?
I know how one mistake can cost you it all
I didn’t come from money
I came from the dark side
And I never wanna go back there

The ghetto is not black, the ghetto is poor
You don’t know me, you ain’t never met me before

You pre-judge my life and you don’t know my pain
You feel you’re so much better when we’re all the same
Because you have money you feel you’re above us all
So fucking self-righteous until you take that fall
And then you’re flat broke and you need food to eat
Once behind guarded gates and now you walk the streets
Police are different now, they get fucked with every day
You walk my people now, they move the other way
You never gave a fuck, just lived your selfish life
You never broke a law, hungry and fucking might

Welcome to the dark side
Survival makes you blood thirsty
Into the dark side
Survival makes you blood thirsty
Welcome to the dark side
Survival makes you blood thirsty

Don’t ever judge a man till you lived his life
The tables could turn in the blink of an eye
Talking shit from that high horse you ride
One mistake for you, into the dark side

Into the dark side
Survival makes you blood thirsty
Welcome to the dark side
Survival makes you blood thirsty
Into the dark side
Survival makes you blood thirsty
Yeah!


10. BITCH IN THE PIT

Flesh on flesh, full contact
Risk your life in a blink of an eye!
Man on man, mortal combat
Don't fall, you could lose it all!

The more brutal the better,
The harder to rest,
Body clash at the edge of the stage
I've seen it all, every show
One thing never cease to amaze!

There's a bitch in the pit
A fucking pit in the pit
There's a bitch in the pit
There's a bitch in the pit

Keep it moving, this ain't no fucking joke
One slip, you could get your neck broke.
This is the killing floor where the weak lose
All the fuck I command you to do is move your ass!
Move your ass!

She don't give a fuck
She's harder than men,
In the chaos, song after song
She's not afraid to bleed,
She begs for more speed
In the mosh pit all night long.

She's in the heart of the action,
She knows what she's doing
Her Doc Marten's stomp the floor
Every night, every show
There's a bitch in the pit!

There's a bitch in the pit
A fucking pit in the pit
There's a bitch in the pit
There's a bitch in the pit

She came here to party,
She's ready to rock
She said, let's ride or die!

She ain't scared of nothing,
She's ready to fight,
She said she'll die tonight!

She came here to party,
She's ready to rock
She said, let's ride or die!

She ain't scared of nothing,
She's ready to fight,
She said she'll die tonight!

She came here to party,
She's ready to rock
She said, let's ride or die!

She ain't scared of nothing,
She's ready to fight,
She said she'll die tonight!

There's a bitch in the pit!
Who the fuck is that bitch?


11. BLACK VOODOO SEX

I'm speaking to the woman with that voodoo doll
Well, there's more to that story
She had a daughter
Find this bitch I ever seen
Are you a sex machine?
A walking wet dream
She said she wanted me
She said: come here boy
I show you how to do it right
You think you know about sex
But you don't know shit
I'm gonna fuck you all night
She took me back to her cold crib, dark and scary
Connected to a cemetery
I couldn't fuckin breathe
And then she pushed up again
And said: come here, boy
I show you how to do it right
You think you know about sex
But you don't know shit
I'm gonna fuck you all night
Sex black voodoo, sex black voodoo, sex black voodoo
Sex black voodoo, sex black voodoo, sex black voodoo
Sex black voodoo, sex
Please God help me!
She pushed me back in the bed
With her blood red
Then she did some voodoo shit
And then he started to sweat
Her body was soaking wet
She said: come here boy
I show you how to do it right
You think you know about sex
But you don't know shit
I'm gonna fuck you all night
Hold on, what the fuck is that hit?
Is that a knife?
Bitch, is that a knife
Is that real blood?
Hold on, bitch you're crazy
Black voodoo sex


12. WANNA BE A GANGSTA

So you wanna be a gangsta, bang to death
Shoot to kill, represent your set
Ride around in a low rider
No matter how hard they can go
You can go harder
Never scared to get down, quickly bust your Mac
Enemies get dealt with, never tuck your flag
Stay dusted, high as a motherfucker
Get that working, lay down another buster
And the game, it don't matter, it becomes your wife
Ink in your skin cause this shits for life
Pledge your life to the hood, nigga, you ain't cut for this
Motherfucker, you cant fuck with this
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
Yo, that shit looks sweet
You wanna be a gangsta
Kakis and chucks in your feet
You wanna be a gangsta
The neighborhoods elite
You wanna be a gangsta
You gonna die in the streets
You don't know a thing about this
Too many fucking rap songs
They got you on the pay, this is your last song
You sit behind a keyboard and you pretend you hard as fuck
But you must've been hood, get your ass sold up
And if you want to, boy, don't have to look too hard
You can listen to me or fuck a prison guard
Get caught in this world, gang banging is no fucking game
Fuck around in the killers fields and get blown out the frame
I want you to listen to me
And pay fucking attention
If you ain't from the hood
Stay the fuck out of the hood
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
Yo, that shit looks sweet
You wanna be a gangsta
Kakis and chucks in your feet
You wanna be a gangsta
The neighborhoods elite
You wanna be a gangsta
You gonna die in the streets


13. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU

This song is dedicated to the heroes, the real heroes!
Young men and women that have given their life and risked their life for this country!

Thought you knew everything, dropped out of school at 17
Trying to get a job at an early age,
But no diploma means minimum wage.
Bumped into a military recruiter,
Said this ain't no game, no first person shooter.
With high-school you missed it,
So that day you enlisted.

First day off the cattle truck
Basic training, scared as fuck,
Drill instructors, demons from hell
You never forget once you hear them yell
Six weeks of torture drives you insane
March, run, march, train!
You're asking yourself why the fuck you came,
Lock and load 30 rounds, watch your lane!

I, I always will love you
I, I always will love you
I, I always will love you
We, we always will love you
We, we always will love you
We always will love you
Always will love you!
Always will love you!

Basic moves you to AIT,
Then to your unit, company, squad
You finally get a break cause the training's hard.
You meet your new family, a platoon men
You bond with them, they become your boys
Two months later you're all deployed.
Now down range, shit gets real
Enemies shoot back, confirm your kills
You learn firsthand, PTSD,
Your best friend's killed by an IED
You watch your whole team get blown apart
You catch a frag and a purple heart.
You're right back home, you've lost your pride
You struggle with thoughts of suicide
To this country you gave your life,
And we must respect your sacrifice!

I, I always will love you
I, I always will love you
I, I always will love you
We, we always will love you
We, we always will love you
We always will love you
Always will love you!
Always will love you!
Always will love you!
Always will love you!

This goes out to my fellow vets
Sometimes you come home, you don't get the respect you deserve
You don't get the love and the praise that you should
Well, I'm here to give it to you right now!
A lot of times people don't realize
That the freedoms we have here
People have fought and died for...
Given their lives!
Come on, man!
I love you!

I, I always will love you
I, I always will love you
I, I always will love you
We, we always will love you
We, we always will love you
We always will love you
Always will love you!
Always will love you!
Always will love you!
Always will love you!


14. 99 PROBLEMS BC (ROCK MIX)

So if you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one

I got a hoe from the East, I got a hoe from the West
Got a hoe who likes to jerk it off and rob it in a chest
I got a bitch from the North, I got a bitch from the South
I got a bitch who like to suck it long and hold it in her mouth
I got a bitch with air, a bitch with none
A bitch with a knife, a bitch with a gun
A bitch with an ass big as a TV set
And there’s a bitch over there,
Hey, the one I’m gonna get or maybe not!
She might not like me, though
No sweat to a vet, I rock her sister, though.
Or I rock the whole damn heard
Fuck them all and leave them on a curb.
I got a bitch with a mink, who likes a fat gold ling,
Who likes to fuck me with an ass upon the kitchen sink.
I got a bitch with tits, a bitch with ass
A bitch with none, but hey, I give her a pass

And I love them all, I love them crazily
And they love me back, that’s why they stay with me
So if you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one

I got a bitch this old, a bitch this new
A bitch who loves velvet and the colours blue.
I got a bitch this fat, a bitch this built
A bitch who all the titties give powder milk.
I got a bitch who’s funny, a bitch who ain’t
A bitch who can sing, a bitch who can’t
I got a bitch who loves fucking on an airplane
I even got a bitch who have soul train.
I got a bitch who owns rock top bands, long ends!
I got a bitch who’s broke as a plum
But she’s the most fun!
I got a bitch who plays piano, a bitch who don’t
A bitch who dances naked, a bitch who won’t
A bitch who’s short, a bitch who’s tall
A bitch who burns my phone and probably calls

And I love them all, I love them crazily
And they love me back, that’s why they stay with me
So if you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one

I got a bitch who loves the G
She’ll fuck you right after she fucks me.
I got a bitch who loves boats
I got a bitch who loves handcuffs and ropes.
I got a bitch that’s fast, a bitch who’s slow
A bitch that’s a virgin, and a bitch that’s a hoe.
A bitch that lies, a bitch that’s true,
A bitch who’s a man, because your bitch is too!
I got a bitch this cool, a bitch this hot,
A bitch who loves rap, a bitch who loves rock
A bitch who’s lost, and one who knows where is at
She gets up on me and purrs like a cat.
I got a bitch that runs, a bitch that walks
A bitch she yells, a bitch she talks,
A bitch this dirty, a bitch this mean
A super fine bitch that I knocked at the ? meet

Then I love them all, I love them crazily
And they love me back, that’s why they stay with me
So if you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Hit me!
99 problems and the bitch ain’t one!
If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one