If you havin′ girl problems I feel bad for you son

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

99 problems and a bitch ain't one

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

I got 99 problems and a bitch ain′t one

99 problems

But 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

99 problems and a bitch ain′t one

If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son

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

I got 99

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99 problems

But a bitch ain′t one

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99 problems

But a bitch ain′t one