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fuck me too - problem lyrics

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[intro]
wait hold up, i’m ’bout to turn this b-tch up (ayy)

[chorus: 1take jay]
like the county, all i see is all blues
she love the crips, but she big suwoo
i got that d-ck that make her do what it do
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
like the county, all i see is all blues
she love the crips, but she big suwoo
i got that d-ck that make her do what it do
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
like the county, all i see is all blues
she love the crips, but she big suwoo
i got that d-ck that make her do what it do
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too

[verse 1: problem]
baby always struck me as a smart chick
now get over here and hop all on this boss d-ck
countin’ money all day, i’m exhausted
f-cked baby twice, then i tossed it (let her go)
countin’ money all day, i’m exhausted (i’m so tired)
n-gga drippin’ like a f-cked up faucet
d-mn!
boy i’m with the business like a office
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn!
that cutie with the booty tryna do something to me
tell these rap n-ggas stop woofin’ before i do somethin’
my n-ggas like steph with the range, have ’em hoppin’ out the rain
got a hundred in each drum, they ain’t even gotta aim
just let it go

[chorus: 1take jay]
like the county, all i see is all blues
she love the crips, but she big suwoo
i got that d-ck that make her do what it do
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
like the county, all i see is all blues
she love the crips, but she big suwoo
i got that d-ck that make her do what it do
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
if i was you, i’d probably f-ck me too
f-ck me, f-ck me, f-ck me too

[verse 2: casanova]
i’m from the big apple
you could be a grown -ss man, i’ll still kidnap you
gat to your back like “get in the whip, n-gga”
i’m a blood, and i f-ck with crip n-ggas that’ll hit n-gga
’til the clip done
it’s a million ways to die, n-gga you should pick one
ridin’ in that hoopty and that sh-t got high mileage
bouncin’ up and down ’cause that b-tch got hydraulics
you would think i’m in the west but i’m ridin’ by ragam-ffin
strap on my lap, muf-cka, ain’t hiding nothin’
i don’t really want to, but you n-ggas forced me
yeah i’m in the porsche, if i crash it’s gon’ cost me
they see a n-gga on, now these n-ggas wanna hawk me
saw me with wyclef, it was k!llin’ n-ggas softly
problem
if these n-ggas want a problem, just get a greenlight, i’ll red dot ’em
boom boom boom

[interlude: saviii 3rd]
we gon’ do that sh-t like this, hol’ up
that n-gga problem told me to just gas these motherf-ckers first n-ggas ’bout time
hol’ up
look

[verse 3: saviii 3rd]
ahead of my time, tryna stop my shine
every chance i get i’m representin’ every time
now she on my line, cause she see me poppin’
problem know if it’s a problem, call up sav’ and i’ma solve it
ain’t no pocket rocket, p89 ruger, do ya
she ain’t got no cash for the gas, b-tch uber
know a n-gga nothin’ in this hood but a goober
baby i’m a joint, he a loser
lose him, i do this
watch my do my dance like shooter
watch me f-ck it up like shooter
i make it look easy
but i promise it’s a real meaning to these therapeutic verses i be speaking
lookin’ at your team and my team, and i was thinking
your squad full of clowns, but you probably the weakest
i was with the heathens, got a little booty call from niqua
she talkin’ ’bout she pregnant, finna keep it
n-gga that’s on jesus
i ain’t goin’ for it, b-tch beat it
blue notes singing like anita
flex for no reason
let the wrong n-gga get some baggage, you can tell i never had it i be extra and dramatic n-gga

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