If you’re havin’ 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 Feel the beat right in my chest At the crossroads second time Make the devil change his mind. Its a pound of flesh but its really a ton 99 problems and a bitch ain’t one
Chorus you’re havin’ girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems and a ain’t one 99 problems But a bitch ain’t one.
Like broken glass under my feet I could lose my mind in heat Lookin’ for the prize but I don’t want blood, I order one drink then I drink the flood Well, you come inside, but your friends can’t come 99 problems and a bitch ain’t
Chorus If you’re havin’ girl problems I feel bad for you, son 99 problems and a bitch ain’t one I got 99 99 99 99 problems But a bitch ain’t one.