Fuckin’ Problems (Original)

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] I remember, being young, dumb Looking for the next thrill Angry adolescents Three things on our minds: Money, murder, or you [Chorus: 2 Chainz, Drake & Both] I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) If finding somebody real is your fuckin' problem (Yeah) Bring yo' girls to the crib, maybe we could solve it [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Picture perfect, uh huh And I paint a perfect picture, my intention's to get richer But I ain't tryna split the profit with ya Every pocket on me bleeds, I'm a selfish ass nigga Mmm, deuces up, black coupes is us (Uh, huh) Or maybe the white on white, Ku and Klux Head all in the bathroom Beg for it, I'll be back soon Fuckin' problem, fuck your problems I got my own but one ain't a dollar I got five phones for five different reasons London, Tasha, Mya, Keisha Courtney, blue-eyed devils with no Visas Overseas, high heels, wine and pizza Overdosed on bad bitches, I swear One on both arm but need two pair, I beast [Chorus: 2 Chainz, Drake & Both] I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) If finding somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring yo' girls to the crib, maybe we could solve it [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Yeah ho, this the finale My pep talk turn into a pep rally Say she from the hood but she live inside in the valley now Vaca'd in Atlanta, then she goin' back to Cali, mmm Got your girl on my line, world on my line The irony, I fuck 'em at the same damn time She eyeing me like a nigga don't exist Girl, I know you want this dick Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar A.K.A. Benz-is-to-Me-Just-a-Car That mean your friends-es need be up to par See, my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow, mmm 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 [Chorus: 2 Chainz, Drake & Both] I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (Problem) If finding somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring yo' girls to the crib, maybe we could solve it, ayy