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I got 99 problems
but a bitch ain't one,
not one, not one
not two, not two
not three, not three problems
I got 99 problems
but a bitch ain't one.

We're goin' up on a Tuesday
Got your girl in the club
and she choosy (hey)
We're goin' up on a Tuesday.

I'm in love with the coco
I'm in love with the coco
I'm in love (I'm in love)
I'm in love (I'm in love)
I'm in love with cocaine.

Blame it one the goose,
got you feeling loose
Blame it on Patron,
got you in the zone
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol.

Bitch better have my money
(You don't know me well enough)
Bitch better have my money
(Please don't call me on my bluff)
Pay me what you owe me
Give me all your money.

I never f*cked Wayne,
I never f*cked Drake
On my life, man (f*ck's sake)
If I did I'd Minaj with 'em
and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake.

Look at me now,
look at me now,
look at me now,
I'm getting paper

I'm getting high with my baby
(Just left the mall)
I'm getting fly with my baby
(I'm in the kitchen)
Cooking pies with my baby.

Pills and potions,
we're overdosing
Can't stand it
but I still love you
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove.

I don't f*ck with you
I don't f*ck with you
You little stupid ass bitch
(No, no, no)
I ain't f*cking with you

'Cause you're a good girl
and you know it
Yeah, you act so different around me
Oh, 'cause you're a good girl
and you know it
You know it
(I know, I know)
I know exactly who you could be.

This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
D*ck bigger than a tower,
I ain't talking about Eiffel
Real country ass dude
let me play with his rifle
Oh, my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't (want) want none

Now watch me whip, now watch me nae nae
Now watch me whip, now watch me nae nae
(So fun!) Now break your legs
And break your legs

Fire up the loud, another round of shots
Turn down for what, for what, for what?
Turn down for what?

Bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe

You used to call me on my cell phone (cell phone)
Late night when you need my love
You used to call me on my cell phone (call me on my cell phone)
Late night when you need my love
I know when that hotline bling, bling, bling, bling
That could only mean one thing

Mitch caught a body 'bout a week ago
Hmmmmmmmmm

I'm here for a good time not a long time, you know I
I haven't had a good time in a long time, you know I
I'm way up I feel blessed
I'm way up I feel blessed

To the window, to the wall,
'til the sweat drops down my baaaa

I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my energy
Tryna take away from me
(I've) I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
(Got enemies) Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my energy
Tryna take away from me

Pour it up, pour it up
Watch it all fall out
And pour it up, pour it up
That's how we ball out

Turn up the lights in here, baby
(Fast cars, shooting stars, all of the lights)
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
('til it's Vegas everywhere where we are, all of the lights)
Turn up the lights in here, baby

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love you when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah

If you feelin' like a pimp, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
People are crazy, don't forget that boy, told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder, brush it off


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