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
99
99
99
99 problems
But a bitch ain′t one
99
99 problems
But a bitch ain′t one
