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Alyssa Kyle - Problem Lyrics

[Intro]
(Go Grizz)
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga
Ayy

[Chorus]
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga, blame it on my mama (Blame it on my mama)
Entangled with four niggas (Woo), then blame it on my trauma (Damn)
Lookin' in the mirror, I ain't seen a bitch no finer (I ain't seen a bitch no)
Lil' girl and these aged hoes, spank 'em like a toddler (Yop)
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga (A fuckin' problem)
Blame it on my mama, nigga (Shit, it ain't my fault)
Spank 'em like a toddler, nigga (Belt to buns, ho)
I don't know no bitch finer than me (Tuh)

[Verse 1]
It's a whole lot of money, cars, niggas, hoes
If they standin' in the way, they gettin' ran over
I get so high up off the hate, I hate bein' sober (I hate bein' sober)
Stеady fuckin' with his mind, he better usе a Trojan
I'm the type to take your man and still keep mine (Keep mine)
I ain't givin' niggas shit but the peace sign (Bye)
She couldn't keep up if I gave her enough time (Catch up, ho)
Turn the lights off, bet a bitch still shine
Uh, I'm a problem, nigga, blame it on my daddy (Blame it on my daddy)
Can't see myself with niggas, these niggas be too 'vested (For real)
I'll block you while you typin', I got a petty fetish
And I'm a turnt youngster, that's why these hoes jealous (that's why they mad)
[Chorus]
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga, blame it on my mama (Blame it on my mama)
Entangled with four niggas (Woo), then blame it on my trauma (Damn)
Lookin' in the mirror, I ain't seen a bitch no finer (I ain't seen a bitch no)
Lil' girl and these aged hoes, spank 'em like a toddler (Yop)
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga (A fuckin' problem)
Blame it on my mama, nigga (Shit, it ain't my fault)
Spank 'em like a toddler, nigga (Belt to buns, ho)
I don't know no bitch finer than me (Tuh, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Fuck bein' humble (Fuck bein' humble), my cockiness too hefty
Nigga gotta walk across the ocean to impress me (Show me somethin')
I'm a walkin' sex appeal (Yop), it's poster girl, caress me (Uh-huh)
He ain't never had a bad bitch until he met me (Nope)
I'm outside steady puttin' belt to ass 'cause I'm petty (Petty ass)
Her nigga gave me dumb head, Ed, Edd n Eddy (Sheesh)
I been eatin' good, ain't leavin' 'em no seconds (Uh-uh)
I can drop a pic right now, all you bitches gettin' buried (All you hoes gettin' buried)
It was forty in my Fila, now that forty in Givenchy
I been givin' niggas hell, got 'em wonderin' who sent me (Who the fuck?)
And I don't give a motherfuck if it ain't makin' me a penny (It ain't makin' me a penny)
Kill these bitches left and right, Lord forgive me for my sinnin' (God, please)

[Chorus]
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga, blame it on my mama (Blame it on my mama)
Entangled with four niggas (Woo), then blame it on my trauma (Damn)
Lookin' in the mirror, I ain't seen a bitch no finer (I ain't seen a bitch no)
Lil' girl and these aged hoes, spank 'em like a toddler (Yop)
I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga (A fuckin' problem)
Blame it on my mama, nigga (Shit, it ain't my fault)
Spank 'em like a toddler, nigga (Belt to buns, ho)
I don't know no bitch finer than me (Tuh)
[Outro]
It's a whole lot of money, cars, niggas, hoes
Goddamn
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It's a whole lot of money, cars, niggas, hoes