I got 99 problems, and a bitch ain't one

Tip my hat to the sun in the West

Feel the beat right in my chest

At the cross roads a second time

Make the devil change his mind

It's a pound of flesh but it's really a ton

If you're having girl problems I feel bad for your son

I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one

Like broken glass under my feet

I can lose my mind in this heat

Lookin' for the prize but I don't want blood

Oh I won't drink then I drink the flood

Well you can come inside but your friends can't come

I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one

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