if you're having 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 crossroads 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 you son
i got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
like broken glass under my feet
i could lose my mind in this heat
looking for the prize but i don't want blood
i order one drink then i drink the flood
you can come inside but your friends can't come
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
if you're having girl problems i feel bad for you son
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
99 problems but a bitch ain't one