Fkin' Problems

F**kin' Problems (该死的问题) - A$AP Rocky/Drake (德雷克)/2 Chainz (双链大师)/Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
If finding somebody
Real is your f**kin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it
Hold up b**ches simmer down
Takin' hella long b**ch 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  ASAP get like me
Never met a motherf**ker fresh like me
All these motherf**kers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome
Make you sweat like Keith
Cause I'm the ni**a  the ni**a ni**a
Like how you figure
Getting figures and f**kin b**ches
She rollin' swishers
Brought her b**ches
I brought my niggas
They getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice  I let her lick it
They say money make a ni**a act nigger-ish
But at least a ni**a ni**a rich
I be f**kin' broads like I be f**kin' bored
Turn a dyke b**ch out have her f**kin' boys  beast
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
If finding somebody
Real is your f**kin 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
Niggas 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**king read-along
Ain't a f**king sing-along unless you
Brought the w**d 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*t 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 ni**a I don't know
Then I don't trust it
If you comin' for my head
Then motherf**ker get to bustin'
Yes Lord  I don't really say this often
But this long dick ni**a ain't
For the long talking  I beast
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
If finding somebody
Real is your f**kin 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**k 'em at the same damn time
She eyeing me like a ni**a don't exist
Girl  I know you want this dick
Girl  I'm Kendrick Lamar
Aka 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
Kill '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**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
I love bad b**ches
That's my f**kin problem
And yeah I like to f**k
I got a f**kin problem
If finding somebody
Real is your f**kin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib
Maybe we can solve it