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Jay-Z

99 Problems

Compositor: Jay-z

If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one

[Verse 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 O`s and you zap the toes
You`d celebrate the minute you was havin doe
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 intellegence that Jay-Z has
I`m from rags to ritches nigga i ain`t dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one
Hit me

[Chorus]
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

[Verse Two]
The year is `94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law
I got two choices yall 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
And i heard "Son do you know why 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?
"Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are"
I ain`t steppin out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if i look round 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 warrent for that
"Aren`t you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain`t pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won`t illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9`s come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one
Hit me

[Chorus X2]

[Verse Three]
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 God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore 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`mma 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. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause i`m African
All because ths fool was horrasin them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain`t nothin sweet `bout how i hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain`t one
Hit me

[Chorus X3]

You`re crazy for this one Rick
It`s your boy

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