But we're just beautiful people with beautiful problems, yeah Beautiful problems, God knows we've got them But we gotta try (la, la, la) Every day and night (la, la, la) Blue is the color of the planet from the view above Long live our reign, long live

And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And lord while your listen Some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home Fires are burning, up the forests Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala

On the day we fell in love Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods Of an old Mustang, where we sang Songs with all our childhood friends Oops I got ninety-nine problems singing bye, bye, bye Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me Better

I promise to take you, take you as you are I know we've all got our problems And it's a blessing that we made it here so far And if you lay here in these arms tonight I promise All I have is here and now If the ground beneath, our feet has disappeared

I'm coming out She's coming out You, you, you, you, you You gotta let it show Yo! I'm coming out Like the sun after rain Ready to shine no time to be plain

We got champagne problems Only one way to solve 'em Raising our glass 'cause it's our last With these champagne problems Just keep on, keep on drinking Keep on, keep on drinking Keep on, keep on How many times have we been here before? How many pieces

I'm a nigga and I can't go outside I'm a Chicano and I can't go outside We looking bad on the news black on black homicide I need them dollars, got these problems with this llama on my mind They make it harder by the day, gotta keep this hope alive

I got, I got problems (Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh) I've always done what I want I got pain in my mind and heart I can never stop it once it starts Something in the way, I could pull our charge But only ever hurt myself I'm sorry for the times I trip and I fall You

(Just believe, just believe) Just believe (just believe, just believe, just believe) Smokin' on the loudest ? Tryna see through a cloud of doubt Goin' till a pound is out We all got problems too proud to pout Born in '99, I ain't about to count Takin'

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you We cockin' them thangs Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you We ready to bang Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? Watch where you aim Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga Hunt