I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
If findin somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it
Hold up, bitches simmer down
Takin hella long, bitch, give it to me now
Make that thing pop like a semi or a 9
Ooh, baby like it raw with the shimmy-shimmy ya
Huh, AAP, get like me
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome, make you sweat like Keith
Cause Im the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?
Gettin figures and fuckin bitches
She rollin Swishers, brought her bitches
I brought my niggas, they gettin bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigga-ish
But least a nigga nigga rich
I be fuckin broads like I be fuckin bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fuckin boys, beast
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
If findin somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it
Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas youve been leadin on
Make me think about all of the rappers Ive been feedin on
Got a feelin thats the same dudes that we speakin on
Oh word? Aint heard my album? Who you sleepin on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fuckin read-along
Aint a fuckin sing-along less you brought the weed along
Then ju… okay, I got it
Then just drop down and get yo eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talkin bout is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger, I dont pay for no reduction
If its comin from a nigga I dont know, then I dont trust it
If you comin for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin
Yes, Lord, I dont really say this often
But this long-dick nigga aint for the long talkin, I beast
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
If findin somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it
Uh, yeah, ho, this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she from the hood, but she live inside in the valley, now
Vacad in Atlanta, then she goin back to Cali, mmm
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony, I fuck em at the same damn time
She eyein me like a nigga dont exist
Girl, I know you want this dick
Girl, Im Kendrick Lamar
A.K.A. Benz is to me just a car
That mean your friends-es need be up to par
See, my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow
Mmm, kill em all, dead bodies in the hallway
Dont get involved, listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back, Ill do ya, beast
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem
If findin somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it, ay