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99 Problems (Explicit) - Jay-Z
Lyrics by：Rick Rubin/Shawn Carter/Norman Landsberg/Felix Pappalardi/Leslie Weinstein/John Ventura/William Squier/Tracy Marrow/Alphonso Henderson
Composed by：Rick Rubin/Shawn Carter/Norman Landsberg/Felix Pappalardi/Leslie Weinstein/John Ventura/William Squier/Tracy Marrow/Alphonso Henderson
Produced by：Rick Rubin
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 to 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 zapatos
You 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 tryna use my Black ass
So advertisers could 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 niggas 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
Year's '94 and my trunk is raw
In my rearview mirror is the motherfuckin' law
Got two choices y'all pull over the car or
Hmm?
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Nah I ain't tryna 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 I'm stoppin' you for?"
'Cause I'm young and I'm Black and my hat's real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir?
I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?
"Well you was doin' fifty-five in the fifty-four"
Uh-huh
"License and registration and step outta the car"
"Are you carryin' a weapon on you?
I know a lot of you are"
I ain't steppin' outta shit all my papers legit
"Well do you mind if I look around the car a lil' 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'?"
I ain't passed the bar but I know a lil' bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well we'll see how smart you are when the K9 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
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 havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense try and push me
I tried to ignore 'em talked to the Lord prayed for 'em
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 the 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
DA try to give a nigga shaft again
Half a mill' for bail 'cause I'm African
All because this fool was harrassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he saccharine
But ain't nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems bein' 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're crazy for this one Rick
It's your boy
