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Drake - Текст песни Fuckin' Problem
[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and Rocky]
 I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
 And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
 I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
 And yeah I like to fuck I got a fucking problem
 I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
 And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
 If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
 Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
 Hold up bitches simmer down
 Takin' hella long bitch 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 motherfucker fresh like me
 All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
 Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
 Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?
 Getting figures and fucking bitches, she rollin' swishers
 Brought her bitches, 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 nigga act nigga-rish
 But at least a nigga nigga rich
 I be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' bored
 Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys, beast [Hook] [Verse 2: Drake]
 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?Drake - Fuckin' Problem - http://ru.motolyrics.com/drake/fuckin-problem-lyrics.html
 Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
 You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
 Ain't a fucking sing-along unless 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 don't pay for no reduction
 If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
 If you comin' for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin'
 Yes Lord, I don't really say this often
 But this long dick nigga ain't for the long talking, I beast [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
 Yeah hoe this the finale
 My pep talk turn into a pep rally
 Say she's from the hood but she live inside 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 fuck 'em at the same damn time
 She eyeing me like a nigga 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










