We Got A Problem
We gone have a problem
Someone threw shit on my window
Hey Y'all
Someone threw shit on my window
We gone have a problem
Someone threw shit on my window
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
Yogi's dog shitting all over the place
Pick it up I want to throw it right back at his face
But he might get angry and spray me with mace, without a trace
Shit, guess what, I ain't leaving this place
Red pickup truck roaring down the street
God I'm just praying that it's not Party Pete
Laying in bed fire crackers going off near my head
Now he's trying to bring up the priest bed
Need to relieve this stress with meds
Bed sitting outside looking like it may fly
Thinking man am I high?
Damn you got a car worth more than your house
I thought I had it bad when I was chasing the mouse
Keep knocking at our door looking for mail
Next time I'll have your fat ass thrown in jail
Don't think you got anything on 419
Cause you ain't got nothing on me
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
Out in the shed working day and night
See a shadow lurking like it may wanna fight
I think I hear it barking, but he's blocking the light
Get this braindead dog off and out of my sight
Construction every morning, street sounding like a racetrack
Combustion in the evening, Pete's got to face facts
Dom crushed him in with the greens, he and TKE go way back
Consumption ain't the meaning of defeat he won't place last
Back to the matter at hand
Shit splattered on the window was never the plan
I'll be honest man, at first glance I thought he was a homeless man
But the fact is that this mans living in a trash can
Dog got free now it's on the loose
Keep hearing him scream for his stupid pooch
Watching that pup flee, man it barely moves
Cap is on the scene, grab it with the doofus scoop
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
Someone threw shit on my window
Hey Y'all
Someone threw shit on my window
We gone have a problem
Someone threw shit on my window
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
Yogi's dog shitting all over the place
Pick it up I want to throw it right back at his face
But he might get angry and spray me with mace, without a trace
Shit, guess what, I ain't leaving this place
Red pickup truck roaring down the street
God I'm just praying that it's not Party Pete
Laying in bed fire crackers going off near my head
Now he's trying to bring up the priest bed
Need to relieve this stress with meds
Bed sitting outside looking like it may fly
Thinking man am I high?
Damn you got a car worth more than your house
I thought I had it bad when I was chasing the mouse
Keep knocking at our door looking for mail
Next time I'll have your fat ass thrown in jail
Don't think you got anything on 419
Cause you ain't got nothing on me
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
Out in the shed working day and night
See a shadow lurking like it may wanna fight
I think I hear it barking, but he's blocking the light
Get this braindead dog off and out of my sight
Construction every morning, street sounding like a racetrack
Combustion in the evening, Pete's got to face facts
Dom crushed him in with the greens, he and TKE go way back
Consumption ain't the meaning of defeat he won't place last
Back to the matter at hand
Shit splattered on the window was never the plan
I'll be honest man, at first glance I thought he was a homeless man
But the fact is that this mans living in a trash can
Dog got free now it's on the loose
Keep hearing him scream for his stupid pooch
Watching that pup flee, man it barely moves
Cap is on the scene, grab it with the doofus scoop
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
We got another problem
We got another mother fucking problem
Credits
Writer(s): J. Caromano
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