(Hook - Lil Wayne) I love all my my fuckin' problem A 2 dollar bill is still a couple And if any one of them got a fuckin' problem I'mma all of 'em Cause they cowards I love red There's just 'bout 'em But I'm better pussy from a brown one Been y'all niggas, I'm your alma mater I'm the Where the fly
(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne) I know you likin' who you on Make me think about all nights we got a threesome on Make me think how you suck it like your teeth are gone If friends hatin' on you, fuck 'em To his own, yessir I do my then I sleep 'em off Like it be callin' me I need to my ringer off Ain't a fuckin' you brought the weed along That kush, okay I got that Cop pounds and put my on We can take the stairs up to the where we belong Fuck that shit you I beat that pussy production Or like Rocky, the Russian Or Jordan, beat the buzzer Nigga, gimme what got Take that like an usher One man band, all you hear is Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self She looked me in my eyes and Man, I ain't worried 'bout I shorty, you a beast
(Hook) I bad bitches Okay, the problem If she thinks she come up fuckin' drown her I'm wildin' in schools and public housing Can't afford failure, I'm browsing I was 15 $100,000 And if you talk I'mma fuckin' And nigga, if your bitch got eye You know it is, armed robbery.
(Verse 2 - Euro) I 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young" I haven't seen a since I started livin' one I be in a room of bitches gettin' drunk like a point guard, no look, passin' blunts Fuck you 'bout? Euro, this and that, Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the to match And niggas on what I had, but We gon' put money in the bag or a in the bag (You choose) And all these new old news Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's prolly bruise" And dream girl that I fucked came true Now every night feels deja vu And the hatin's no use, she ain't on you I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick with no shoes" And I that pussy, and I ain't leave a clue I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the proof That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a problem I'm fine it, though, bitches like fuckin' problems And I can't solve shit if I'm the fuckin' Just know I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin' Out the city, but you take the city out 'em I know these hoes well, see the water out 'em? Long story short, money colorblind She blew the team for Red Bottoms (Euro)