If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a *bark* ain’t one
He’s got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes who wanna make sure his casket’s closed Rap critics that say he’s «Money Cash Hoes» He’s from the hood stupid what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in your zapitos You’d be celebratin’ the minute you was havin’ doe So fuck critics you can kiss our whole assholes You don’t like our lyrics you can press fast forward...