Lyrics:
Problem

like the more money we come across The more problems we see I don't know what, they want from me It's like the more money we come across The more problems

and got my nigga from 2 Live Brother Marquis in the house (Yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' nigga) Yeah, we gonna answer the question about girl problems All these niggaz is havin' girl problem

yeah what play your solo and it's not on and I'm the jackass (playing in Boise...unsuccessfully) so were gonna fix this problem bobby and nick bobby

god i feel i 'm coming alive inside your soul every time you open a door its like your opening my eyes . release the end cause lord i 'm dieing with pride

face I split that, kickin' in the door ask 'em Where is the bricks at? Nigga What the fuck is the problem? What the fuck is the problem? What the fuck is the problem

Well, me and my lady had our first big fight So I drove around until I saw the neon lights At a corner bar and it just seemed right So I pulled up Not

pick yourself up I've got no problems I've got no problems I've got no problems I've got no problems I've got no prob I've got no problems I've got

we got a problem, got a got a problem I think we got a problem, got a got a problem I think we got a problem, got a got a problem Think we got a problem

there go your cutie *singers come in over this last line* I don't know what, they want from me It's like the more money we come across The more problems