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Lil Cayne - Problems Lyrics



Lil Cayne - Problems Lyrics




Bitch don't call my with that Extra
That's why I can't f*ck with You cause you too messy
Sending Vids to My sim Twerking Naked
Hot damn boy this bitches be Too extra

Use to talk about me now I got My Weight up
Thinking you can hoe me bitch You better wake up
All that trying shit goin get yo Ass wet up
I got shooters round me That will tear ya head up

This ant over night I had to Catch up
Saw a lot
So you really can't express us

Did alot
Boy I'm far away from checkers
We be on that cowboy shit
Boy we from Texas

Don't talk dope in front of me
Bitch Better text us
They say I'm a bad influence
Cause I'm Wreckless

If you say that you goin do it
Boy you better
When you hear that hustle call
You better get up

If I can't trust you
I'ma hit ya with a set up
If you ant about it
Bitch you better shut up

In the hood
Boy them killers be yo Neighbors
And fast money put you in Some situations

Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem

If I pull it, and it bang I'm Yelling Timber guess he won't Be showing up for Sunday Dinner

I got some cases that I can't Even remember
And If I'm caught I'm goin be Gone Til September

This is my real life bitch I ant Fibbing
Fast money, cars, and these bad Bitches

Fast life I'm so in love with the Feeling
Bitch you never no what's next
Cause I be illing

Graduated to a Don from a Dealer
Made man, Harlem knights
I think I'm suga

Its never what you no
It's how you do it
Tried to help em with a bag
And he blew it

Round here these niggas words Come with bullets
Don't never leave out the house
With them thutters

In every hood niggas claim to Be a killer
Man down
Now they telling on they niggas

Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
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Bitch don't call my with that Extra
That's why I can't f*ck with You cause you too messy
Sending Vids to My sim Twerking Naked
Hot damn boy this bitches be Too extra

Use to talk about me now I got My Weight up
Thinking you can hoe me bitch You better wake up
All that trying shit goin get yo Ass wet up
I got shooters round me That will tear ya head up

This ant over night I had to Catch up
Saw a lot
So you really can't express us

Did alot
Boy I'm far away from checkers
We be on that cowboy shit
Boy we from Texas

Don't talk dope in front of me
Bitch Better text us
They say I'm a bad influence
Cause I'm Wreckless

If you say that you goin do it
Boy you better
When you hear that hustle call
You better get up

If I can't trust you
I'ma hit ya with a set up
If you ant about it
Bitch you better shut up

In the hood
Boy them killers be yo Neighbors
And fast money put you in Some situations

Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem

If I pull it, and it bang I'm Yelling Timber guess he won't Be showing up for Sunday Dinner

I got some cases that I can't Even remember
And If I'm caught I'm goin be Gone Til September

This is my real life bitch I ant Fibbing
Fast money, cars, and these bad Bitches

Fast life I'm so in love with the Feeling
Bitch you never no what's next
Cause I be illing

Graduated to a Don from a Dealer
Made man, Harlem knights
I think I'm suga

Its never what you no
It's how you do it
Tried to help em with a bag
And he blew it

Round here these niggas words Come with bullets
Don't never leave out the house
With them thutters

In every hood niggas claim to Be a killer
Man down
Now they telling on they niggas

Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
Problems
Bitch we got a problem
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Writer: Brent Young
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Length: 3:31
Written by: Brent Young
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