Tied Up - Lyrics - Billy Squier

Title: Tied Up
Artist: Billy Squier
Composer(s): Desmond Child, Billy Squier

Lyric:
You want some lovin' but your heart's tied up
You need some lovin' but your heart's tied up, yeah, yeah

In the heart of the night you come on like fire
In the light of dawn leave me cold and tired
When you think of love, tell me what you see
And when you dream, do you dream of me
Feel the passion deep inside
It's in your blood and you just can't hide

You want some lovin' but your heart's tied up
Try to run but you can't say stop
Hold me baby, take me higher
Take a chance, set your world on fire
You want some lovin' but your heart's tied up

Now the truth is out, honey can't you see
Now, I'm tied to you and you belong to me
But when we get too close I feel you push away
Nothin' I do's gonna make you stay
Tears are clashin', worlds collidin'
You won't let go and you don't know why

You want some lovin' but your heart's tied up
Gimme fever, you burn me hot
Touch me baby, walk the wire
Tell me no, then your heart's a liar

You need some lovin' but your heart's tied up
(Tied up)
Try to run but you can't say stop
(Tied up)
Hold me baby, take me higher
Take a chance, set your world on fire
You need some lovin' but your heart's tied up

Hold me baby, take me higher
Touch me baby, walk the wire
Roll me darlin', light my fire
Spread your wings and love somebody

You want to love me but your heart's tied up
Try to run but you can't say stop
Hold me baby, take me higher
Take a chance, set your world on fire

You need some lovin' but your heart's tied up
(Tied up)
Gimme fever, you burn me hot
(Tied up)
Touch me baby, walk the wire
Tell me no, then your heart's a liar

You want some lovin' but your heart's tied up
You need some lovin' but your heart's tied, tied up
Tied up, tied up, tied up
You want some lovin' but your heart's tied up
Tied up, tied up, tied up, tied up

You need some lovin' but your heart's tied, tied up
Tied up, tied up, tied up
You want some lovin' but your heart's tied, tied up
Tied up, tied up, tied up
You need some lovin' but your heart's tied up

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Mine Tonite - Lyrics - Billy Squier

Title: Mine Tonite
Artist: Billy Squier
Composer(s): Jim Klein, Billy Squier, Bob Held

Lyric:
Another time, another place for you and me
Is that the way it has to be?
I can see it in your eyes, I can feel it inside
This is real, now we're right back where we started

Stolen hours are all we ever know
It's so hard to let you go
And in the air that I breathe there's a chill when you leave
Don'tcha know one day will be forever

I don't care what's wrong or right
I only know you are mine tonite
And for a while we can hold on tight
That's all I know, you are mine tonite

Simple answers we may never find
Tell your heart to give it time
Now there's a road if we dare, no one said love was fair
But one day, one day we'll be together

I don't care what's wrong or right
I only know you are mine tonite
And for a while we can hold on tight
That's all I know, you are mine tonite

Oh oh, am I lost in this dream, I can't escape?
Oh oh, there must be some way outta here
But to live without you would be more than I can take

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Stronger - Lyrics - Billy Squier

Title: Stronger
Artist: Billy Squier
Composer(s): Desmond Child, Billy Squier

Lyric:
I will live for you, I want you to believe in me
'Cause I believe in you, I know how strong the fire can be
I been searchin' all my life to find a cause worth fightin' for
When you came into my life, this feelin' cuts right through
I feel it gettin' stronger

Stronger everyday, stronger through the night
Stronger for the pain 'cause we made it all right
Stronger when we kiss, after every fight
There's no stronger love than this, baby, hold on tight

I'll be there for you, no matter what the odds will be
When I reach out for you, I know that you'll be there for me
When I look upon my life, I see the ground I walked before
Tears have fallen like the rain, life changes we go through
They make us even stronger

Stronger everyday, stronger through the night
Stronger for the pain 'cause we made it all right
Stronger when we kiss, after every fight
There's no stronger love than this, baby, baby
Stronger in your arms, stronger on my own
Stronger than the fear of bein' alone

And if we live a thousand lifetimes
They could never tear us apart
Our dream can last forever
I feel the beat in my heart

Stronger in your arms, stronger on my own
Stronger than the fear of bein' alone
Stronger when we kiss, after every fight
Stronger for the pain 'cause we made it all right

I'll be there for you, you'll be there for me
'Stronger', is the word and I know we'll be
Stronger every day, stronger through the night
There's no stronger love than this, baby, hold on tight

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Fix Up, Look Sharp - Lyrics - Boy in Da Corner - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Fix Up, Look Sharp
Album: Boy in Da Corner
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Nick Denton, Dylan Mills, Billy Squier

Lyric:
Stupid

Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just

Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just

I got the big beat
I hear the sound
I got the big beat
I get on down

I've heard the gossip from the street to the slammer
They're tryin' to see if Dizzee stays true to his grammer
Being a celebrity don't mean shit to me
Fuck the glitz and glamour, hey I'm with the blicks and gamma

Because they're talking 'bout rushin'
Talk behind my back but to my face they say nothin'
Stand up in the parks, keep a firm, steady stance
Keep the beanies touchin', keep the beanies hot flushin'

Flushin' M.Cs down the loo
If you don't believe me bring your posse, bring your crew
Feel free to hate 'coz I ain't tryin' to be your mate
Be serious you would'nt last a hour in my shoe

It's an Air-Force-One
Trainers by the truck load, trainers by the tonne
Don't be dazed when I catch you by your J's
Chump, best to act like Forest Gump, best to run

Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just

Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just

I got the big beat
I hear the sound
I got the big beat
I get on down

I stay sweet as a nut, sweet like Tropicana
When the hammer hits, your head splits like banana
You're not ready for this girl
You better send your best soldiers, 'coz this is Captain Rosco

More destructive and troublesome than ever
I'll probably be doing this, probably forever
Fellas wanna stop me, they'll probably come together
It's probable they'll stop me, probably never

You top-boy, top-man, or toppa toppa
Come to me with an attitude, come a copper
I'm old school like happy shopper
I fight old school, bring your bat and your chopper

And a first aid kit and some antiseptic
This could get hectic
I'm a done accept it, you got a bright future
Dont let my wrath affect it

Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just

Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just

I got the big beat
I hear the sound
I got the big beat
I get on down

Fix up

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Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Closer - Lyrics - Linkin Park

Title: Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Closer
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Charl Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Norman Landsberg, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Leslie Weinstein, Felix Pappalardi, John Ventura, Shawn Carter, Alphonso Henderson, Joseph Hahn, Billy Squier, Tracy Marrow

Lyric:
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
He's gotta mike

He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that 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 celebrate the minute you was havin' doe
So, fuck critics, you can kiss our whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Beef with radio, if we don't play they show
They don't play out hits, we don't give a shit, so
All these mags try and use our ass
So, advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I don't know what you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From rags to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

And the year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices ya'll, pull over the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor

Now, I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So, I pull over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know what I'm stoppin you for?"

'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader, Sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
You was doin' fifty five in a fifty four

License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I know alot of you are
Well, I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
But do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?

Well, my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights, so, you gon' need a warrant for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or some
Somebody important or somethin'?

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
We'll see how smart you are when the K-9's come
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

Now, once upon a time, not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense, try and push me

I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight

The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin'
He and his boys gon' be yappin' to the captain
And there I go traped in the kit, kat again
Back through the system with the riff, raff again

Fiends on the floor scratchin' again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin' them
D A tried to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail 'cause I'm African

All because this fool was harrasin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccarin
But ain't nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch ain't one

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to break

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
(I need a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
(I need a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems and I'm about to break

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Z - Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Closer - Lyrics - Collision Course - Jay

Title: Z - Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Closer
Album: Collision Course
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Chester Charl Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Norman Landsberg, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Leslie Weinstein, Felix Pappalardi, John Ventura, Shawn Carter, Alphonso Henderson, Joseph Hahn, Billy Squier, Tracy Marrow

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Lyric:
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
He's gotta mike

He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that 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 celebrate the minute you was havin' doe
So, fuck critics, you can kiss our whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Beef with radio, if we don't play they show
They don't play out hits, we don't give a shit, so
All these mags try and use our ass
So, advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I don't know what you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From rags to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

And the year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices ya'll, pull over the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor

Now, I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So, I pull over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know what I'm stoppin you for?"

'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader, Sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
You was doin' fifty five in a fifty four

License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I know alot of you are
Well, I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
But do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?

Well, my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights, so, you gon' need a warrant for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or some
Somebody important or somethin'?

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
We'll see how smart you are when the K-9's come
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

Now, once upon a time, not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense, try and push me

I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight

The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin'
He and his boys gon' be yappin' to the captain
And there I go traped in the kit, kat again
Back through the system with the riff, raff again

Fiends on the floor scratchin' again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin' them
D A tried to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail 'cause I'm African

All because this fool was harrasin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccarin
But ain't nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch ain't one

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to break

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
(I need a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
(I need a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems and I'm about to break

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Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Close - Lyrics - Linkin Park

Title: Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Close
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Charl Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Norman Landsberg, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Leslie Weinstein, Felix Pappalardi, John Ventura, Shawn Carter, Alphonso Henderson, Joseph Hahn, Billy Squier, Tracy Marrow

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Lyric:
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Got 'em Mike

He's got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that 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 zapatoes
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough
So fuck critics, you can kiss the whole asshole
If you don't like the lyrics, you can press fast forward

Got beef with radio if we don't play they show
They don't play our hits, we don't give a shit, so
All these mags try and use our ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I don't know what you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From, rags to riches, we ain't dumb
We got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Now the year is ninety-four, in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the motherfuckin' law
I got two choices y'all, pull over the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor

And I ain't tryin to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So I, pull over to the side of the road, I heard
Son, do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?

'Cause I'm young and I'm black
And my hat's real low
Or do I look like a mind reader sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'?

Well, you was doin' fifty-five in the fifty-four
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you?
I know a lot of you are

I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
Well, do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?
Well, my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that

Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of
Lawyer or somethin', somebody important or somethin?
Ha, I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit

Well, we'll see how smart you are when the canines come
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Now once upon a time, not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strongarm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense, try an' push me

I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord
Pray for him, but some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight

And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin' and
He and his boys gon' be yappin' to the Captain
And there I go, trapped in the Kit-Kat again
Back through the system with the riff-raff again

Fiends on the floor, scratchin' again
Paparazzi's with they cameras, snappin' them
D.A. try to give a nigga shaft again
Half a mill' for bail 'cause I'm African

All because this fool was harassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccharin'
But ain't nuttin' sweet bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems B and a bitch ain't one

99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Shut up when I'm talkin' to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I'm talkin' to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to break

Everything you say to me
(I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me)
I need a little room to breathe
(I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me)
Everything you say to me
(I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me)
I need a little room to breathe
(I got 99 problems)
And I'm about to, break

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Z - 99 Problems - Lyrics - The Black Album - Jay

Title: Z - 99 Problems
Album: The Black Album
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Norman Landsberg, Leslie Weinstein, Felix Pappalardi, Shawn Carter, Alphonso Henderson, John Elias Ventura, Billy Squier, Tracy Marrow

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Lyric:
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one

I got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's 'Money, Cash, Hoes'
I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those?

If you grew up with holes in your zapper toes
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough
I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well I don't give a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I don't know what you take me as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from, rags to riches, niggaz I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

The year is ninety-four, in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the motherfuckin' law
Got two choices y'all, pull over the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor

And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So I pull over to the side of the road
Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?

'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low
Or do I look like a mind reader sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'?
Well you was doin fifty-five in the fifty-four

License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are
I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
Well do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?

Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack, you should try out
For lawyer or somethin', somebody important or somethin'

Child I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
Well we'll see how smart you are when the canine comes
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Now once upon a time, not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense, try an' push me

I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord
Pray for him, but some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight

And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin' and
He and his boys gon' be yappin' to the Captain
And there I go, trapped in the Kit-Kat again
Back through the system with the riff-raff again

Fiends on the floor, scratchin' again
Paparazzis with they cameras, snappin' them
D.A. try to give a nigga shaft again
Half a mill' for bail 'cause I'm African

All because this fool was harassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccharin'
But ain't nuttin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems B and a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one, ha ha
You crazy for this one Rick, it's your boy

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