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lrc text 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If you havin’ girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 p">
If you’re 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 want ta 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 holes in your zapatos You'd 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 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 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 p
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