F**kin' Problems

English translation

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 your girls to the crib, -maybe we can solve it. Aye. -Hold up, bitches in my dome.

Taking hella long, bitch give it to me now. Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine.

Ooh, baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ya, huh? A$AP, get like me.

Never met a motherfucker fresh like me. All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me.

But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Key.

'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga.

Like how you figure getting figures and fucking bitches. She rolling switches for her bitches.

I bought 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-ish. But least a nigga nigga rich.

I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored. Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fucking boys.

-Beast.

-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 your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it. Aye.

Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on.

Make you think about all of the niggas you been leading on. Make me think about all of the rappers I been feeding on.

Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speaking on.

Oh word, ain't heard my album, who you sleeping on?

You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along. Ain't a fucking sing-along 'less you brought the weed along. Then ju-

Okay, I got it. Then just drop down and get your eagle on.

Or we can stare up at the stars and put The Beatles on.

All the shit you talking 'bout is not up for discussion. I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction.

If it's coming from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it.

If you coming for my head then motherfucker get to busting.

Yes Lawd, I don't really say this often but this long dick nigga ain't for the long talking. I beast.

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 your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it.

Uh, yeah hoe this the finale. My pep talk turn into a pep rally.

Say she from the hood but she live in South DeValley. Now vacay in Atlanta then she going back to Cali, mm.

Got your girl on my line, world on my line. The irony, I fuck 'em at the same damn time.

She eye me like a nigga don't exist.

Girl, I know you want this dick.

Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar. AKA Benzins, to me just a car.

That mean your friends instantly be up two bars. See my standards are pampered by three subs tomorrow, mm.

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.

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 your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it. Aye.