Problems

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Problems

The problems I have with you baby my own brother can feel my pain

All my problems baby it begins with you, so tell me why I share so many tears over you

You was my love my heart why do you always come in my face with a lot of bs

Baby you know my whole life revolves around you

Man you telling me I'm yo girl and you trying to take me all around the world

Boo the best thing I could tell you the "chick" that you fucking and with right now

Is the one who's going around a tree so take that all around the stupid world

So take yo finger you "punk" ass boy and shove it up yo ass and yo "chick" ass that you fucking around on me with me.

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