If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
Tip my hat, to the sun in the west
Feel the beat right in my chest
At the crossroads, a second time
Make the devil, change his mind
It's a pound of flesh! But it's really a ton
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Like broken glass, under my feet
I can lose my mind, in the sea
Lookin' for the prize but I don't want blood
Order one drink, then I drink the flood
You can come inside! But your friends can't come
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
I got 99
99
99
99
99 problems but a bitch ain't one
99
99 problems but a bitch ain't one
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