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by Jay-Z
Lyrics by: Jay-Z, Rick Rubin
# Debut Chart
26 Apr '04 R&B
30 May '04 Hot 100


If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one

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[Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket`s closed Rap critics that say he`s `Money Cash Hoes` I`m from the hood stupid what type of facts are those If you grew up with O`s and you zap the toes You`d celebrate the minute you was havin doe I`m like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don`t like my lyrics you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if i don`t play they show They don`t play my hits well i don`t give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers I don`t know what you take me as or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has I`m from rags to ritches nigga i ain`t dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one Hit me [Chorus] 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 [Verse Two] The year is `94 and in my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law I got two choices yall 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 And i heard `Son do you know why 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? `Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four` `Liscense and regestration and step out of the car` `Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are` I ain`t steppin out of shit all my papers legit `Do you mind if i look round 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 warrent for that `Aren`t you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?` `Or somebody important or somethin?` Nah i ain`t pass the bar but i know a little bit Enough that you won`t illegally search my shit `Well see how smart you are when the K-9`s come` I got 99 problems but a bitch ain`t one Hit me [Chorus X2] [Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga 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 God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to inore 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`mma 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. tred to give the nigga the shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause i`m African All because ths fool was horrasin them Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin But ain`t nothin sweet `bout how i hold my gun I got 99 problems but this bitch ain`t one Hit me [Chorus X3] You`re crazy for this one Rick It`s your boy


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