If you havin` girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one, hit me
He`s gotta mike

He`s got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure his casket`s closed
Rap critics that say he`s "Money Cash Hoes"
He`s from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those

If you grew up with holes in your zapitos
You`d celebrate the minute you was havin` doe
So, f**k critics, you can kiss our whole asshole
If you don`t like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Beef with radio, if we don`t play they show
They don`t play out hits, we don`t give a s**t, so
All these mags try and use our ass
So, advertisers can give `em more cash for ads, f**kers

I don`t know what you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From rags to riches, ni**a, we ain`t dumb
We got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one, hit me

99 problems but 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

And the year is `94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the mother f**kin` law
I got two choices ya`ll, pull over the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor

Now, I ain`t tryin` to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So, I pull over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know what I`m stoppin you for?"

`Cause I`m young and I`m black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader, Sir? I don`t know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
You was doin` fifty five in a fifty four

License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin` a weapon on you? I know alot of you are
Well, I ain`t steppin` out of s**t, all my papers legit
But do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?

Well, my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights, so, you gon` need a warrant for that
Aren`t you sharp as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or some
Somebody important or somethin`?

Ha, I ain`t pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won`t illegally search my s**t
We`ll see how smart you are when the K-9`s come
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one, hit me

99 problems but 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, hit me

99 problems but 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, hit me

99 problems but 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, hit me

99 problems but 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

Now, once upon a time, not too long ago
A ni**a like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin` a pussy
But a pussy havin` no goddamn sense, try and push me

I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him `cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motor bike
But wouldn`t bust a grape in a fruit fight

The only thing that`s gonna happen is I`ma get to clappin`
He and his boys gon` be yappin` to the captain
And there I go traped in the kit, kat again
Back through the system with the riff, raff again

Fiends on the floor scratchin` again
Paparatzi`s with they cameras snappin` them
D A tried to give the ni**a the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail `cause I`m African

All because this fool was harrasin` them
Tryin` to play the boy like he`s saccarin
But ain`t nothin` sweet `bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch ain`t one

99 problems but 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, hit me

99 problems but 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, hit me

Shut up when I`m talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I`m talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I`m about to break

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one, hit me
(I need a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one, hit me

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one, hit me
(I need a little room to breathe)
I got 99 problems and I`m about to break