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

Can’t hold your hand through this shit I help you with all of your problems but (but) You’re becoming one for me too (for me too) Tired of hearin’ about the bills you gotta pay (pay) ‘Cause I got 'em too (I got them too, yeah I got them too) I got real

I've become Sick of everyone now And I don't feel remorse for all forgotten And I don't care at all And I don't pray to voice of all the problems While looking for the answers Only questions come to mind 'Cause I have been lost in circles Wish seems now

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

Baby that's right, baby that's right But as for right now where's the party at? We'll stay up all night waiting for the sun to shine, sun to shine Let your hair down, let's unwind Take your problems, leave them behind You got your troubles and I got mine

I break it down, I break it down How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (Straight up) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many

Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol All my Detroit niggas! All my L.A. niggas, where ya at? Throw your hood up All my N.O. niggas! All my BMo niggas,

Nigga made a whole lotta guala Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah) Main bitch fuckin' my partner (main bitch) Nigga, we ain't trippin', we ballin' (fool) And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta) Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)

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

I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me! If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one (I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me!) Shut up when I'm talkin' to you! Everything you say to me I need