If youre having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that want ta make sure my caskets closed
Rap critics that say hes "Money Cash Hoes"
Im from the hood, stupid?what type of facts are those?
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
Youd celebrate the minute you was having dough
Im like "Fuck critics" you can kiss my whole asshole
If you dont like my lyrics, you can press fast forward?
Got beef with radio if I dont play they show
They dont play my hits, well, I dont give a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads, fuckers
I dont know what you take me as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
Im from rags to riches, niggas I aint dumb
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Years 94 and my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the motherfucking law
I got two choices yall, pull over the car or, hmm,
Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
Now I aint trying to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars I could fight the case
So I, pull over to the side of the road
I heard "Son, do you know why Im stopping you for?"
Cause Im young and Im black and my hats real low
Or do I look like a mind reader, sir? I dont know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doing fifty-five in the fifty-four", uh huh
"License and registration and step out of the car
"Are you carrying a weapon on you, I know a lot of you are"
I aint stepping 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 and the back
And I know my rights so you goin need a warrant for that
"Arent you sharp as a tack? You some type of lawyer or something?
"Somebody important or something?"
Child, I aint passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you wont illegally search my shit
"Well well see how smart you are when the K-9 come"
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a ho
This is not a ho in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no goddamn sense try and push me
I tried to ignore em, talk to the Lord
Pray for em, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldnt bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing thats goin happen is Ima get to clapping and
He and his boys goin be yapping 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 scratching again
Paparazzis with they cameras, snapping them
D.A. tried to give a nigga shaft again
Half a mil for bail cause Im African
All because this fool was harassing them
Trying to play the boy like hes saccharine
But aint nothing sweet bout how I hold my gun
I got ninety nine problems being a bitch aint one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one, hit me
Having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems and a bitch aint one
Youre crazy for this one, Rick, its your boy