Problem
This beat ain't normal
Rolay Bondo,
...tell 'em what they don't know
Hey yo D, I'm hoping we could see
I know that you're a star, and you're a big celebrity
But I'm hoping you would stop over and see me as your gee
I really hope that when you look it's not your gee you see
Cos I close my eyes and see, us living happily
Like you can keep the remo if you will gimme the D
So I give you me for free and I cannot let you be
And all I have to see is how you living lavishly
Hey yo Dremo, what's happening bro
Now I've been trying to call you but you won't pick up the phone
I even drove around and then ended up in your zones
I didn't get to meet you and they said you weren't home
But the thing is,
You love bad bitches that's your fucking problem
But we just got to sit down and talk about them
I wish I was a bad bitches, your fucking problem
Now maybe you will touch me the way you touch them
You love bad bitches that's your fucking problem
But we just got to sit down and talk about them
I wish I was a bad bitch, your fucking problem
Then maybe you will call me the way you call them
Okay okay okay make I talk
I go dey lie if I said I wasn't in shock
But then again I dey lie if I said I was surprised
Cos you be my gee know when your stomach full of butterflies
Cos you keeping it inside, and I'm not much of a guesser
As we speaking two bad bitches are on my dresser
But you know I'm just tryna live the best life
Flashy cars, clothes, jewellry, paparazzi flash lights
Last night, saw missed calls but I was in the studio
And you know for that zones, network no too dey go
I know it's hard keeping up with a star
But you keeping up makes me a big fan of who you are
I know I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
But I love you better so what's your fucking problem
Na you be the solution na them be the problem
If you don't believe me then that's your fucking problem
I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
But I love you better so what's your fucking problem
Na you be the solution na them be the problem
If you don't believe me then that's your fucking problem
Hey yo gee, maybe I should stop
Cos if I shoot my shot, I really hope I don't get shot
I'm short of words girl I don't know what to say
If you stopping anything, it's should be all of the complains
And it's sick but I cannot pretend
But what else can I say I'm just a friend, I'm just a fan
But what're you saying,
you're more than a friend if you're a
fan you're speaking to a fan of a fan
I love bad boys it's a fucking problem
And ever since I met you I enter problem
I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
But I love you better so what's your fucking problem
I love bad boys it's a fucking problem
I wish I was a bad bitch, your fucking problem
Na you be the solution na them be the problem
If you don't believe me then that's your fucking problem
Rolay Bondo,
...tell 'em what they don't know
Hey yo D, I'm hoping we could see
I know that you're a star, and you're a big celebrity
But I'm hoping you would stop over and see me as your gee
I really hope that when you look it's not your gee you see
Cos I close my eyes and see, us living happily
Like you can keep the remo if you will gimme the D
So I give you me for free and I cannot let you be
And all I have to see is how you living lavishly
Hey yo Dremo, what's happening bro
Now I've been trying to call you but you won't pick up the phone
I even drove around and then ended up in your zones
I didn't get to meet you and they said you weren't home
But the thing is,
You love bad bitches that's your fucking problem
But we just got to sit down and talk about them
I wish I was a bad bitches, your fucking problem
Now maybe you will touch me the way you touch them
You love bad bitches that's your fucking problem
But we just got to sit down and talk about them
I wish I was a bad bitch, your fucking problem
Then maybe you will call me the way you call them
Okay okay okay make I talk
I go dey lie if I said I wasn't in shock
But then again I dey lie if I said I was surprised
Cos you be my gee know when your stomach full of butterflies
Cos you keeping it inside, and I'm not much of a guesser
As we speaking two bad bitches are on my dresser
But you know I'm just tryna live the best life
Flashy cars, clothes, jewellry, paparazzi flash lights
Last night, saw missed calls but I was in the studio
And you know for that zones, network no too dey go
I know it's hard keeping up with a star
But you keeping up makes me a big fan of who you are
I know I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
But I love you better so what's your fucking problem
Na you be the solution na them be the problem
If you don't believe me then that's your fucking problem
I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
But I love you better so what's your fucking problem
Na you be the solution na them be the problem
If you don't believe me then that's your fucking problem
Hey yo gee, maybe I should stop
Cos if I shoot my shot, I really hope I don't get shot
I'm short of words girl I don't know what to say
If you stopping anything, it's should be all of the complains
And it's sick but I cannot pretend
But what else can I say I'm just a friend, I'm just a fan
But what're you saying,
you're more than a friend if you're a
fan you're speaking to a fan of a fan
I love bad boys it's a fucking problem
And ever since I met you I enter problem
I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
But I love you better so what's your fucking problem
I love bad boys it's a fucking problem
I wish I was a bad bitch, your fucking problem
Na you be the solution na them be the problem
If you don't believe me then that's your fucking problem
Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Francis, Agassi Babatunde Olarewaju O B Odusina, Eric Kobina Bondzie, Osaretin Dickson Akowe
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