Exotic
I like this it make me feel like I'm on an island
What up whiz?
Haha
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who want a problem?
I bet they ain't about it
Don't let the demeanor fool you nigga we pop out whenever
You say that you want me, but ain't talking no money
Better get them bands right until then, stop frontin
They say that it's lusting, just call it the hate
All in my bag
You can compare me to great
You can compare me to seas
Get wet as a lake
Trying to hit this trigger nigga, but you throwing blank
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it
You stalking my page
Talking down on a king
My money been changing, onto better things
I remember when you played me when I learned it was true
You turned me to a gangsta blame it all on you
Now I spend my money all on brand new shoes
Might book a trip to Vegas or a foreign cruise
Ain't worried about your nigga bitch, don't get rude
Designer bag what's in it, have you singing the blues
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Prince Xarolina - Problem Lyrics
Prince Xarolina - Problem Lyrics
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English
Exotic
I like this it make me feel like I'm on an island
What up whiz?
Haha
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who want a problem?
I bet they ain't about it
Don't let the demeanor fool you nigga we pop out whenever
You say that you want me, but ain't talking no money
Better get them bands right until then, stop frontin
They say that it's lusting, just call it the hate
All in my bag
You can compare me to great
You can compare me to seas
Get wet as a lake
Trying to hit this trigger nigga, but you throwing blank
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it
You stalking my page
Talking down on a king
My money been changing, onto better things
I remember when you played me when I learned it was true
You turned me to a gangsta blame it all on you
Now I spend my money all on brand new shoes
Might book a trip to Vegas or a foreign cruise
Ain't worried about your nigga bitch, don't get rude
Designer bag what's in it, have you singing the blues
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
I like this it make me feel like I'm on an island
What up whiz?
Haha
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who want a problem?
I bet they ain't about it
Don't let the demeanor fool you nigga we pop out whenever
You say that you want me, but ain't talking no money
Better get them bands right until then, stop frontin
They say that it's lusting, just call it the hate
All in my bag
You can compare me to great
You can compare me to seas
Get wet as a lake
Trying to hit this trigger nigga, but you throwing blank
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it
You stalking my page
Talking down on a king
My money been changing, onto better things
I remember when you played me when I learned it was true
You turned me to a gangsta blame it all on you
Now I spend my money all on brand new shoes
Might book a trip to Vegas or a foreign cruise
Ain't worried about your nigga bitch, don't get rude
Designer bag what's in it, have you singing the blues
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Who got a problem?
You know I can solve it
This ass on softest, but my pressure exotic
You know that I'm country
Never need a nigga to front me
My pockets on dummy, trap out southside
Yeah I'm on it (on it, on it)
Writer: Woodrow Ford IV
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