Jay-Z - Points Of Authority/99 Problems/One Step Closer Lyrics

If you're havin' girl problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Got Mike, he's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's 'money cash hoes'
He's from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those?

If you grew up with holes in your zapitos
You'd celebratin' the minute you was havin' doe
So fuck critics you can kiss our whole asshole
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Got beef with radio if we don't play they show
They don't play out, hits, well, we don't give a shit so
All these mags try and use our ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I don't know what you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From rags to riches we ain't dumb
We got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

The year is ninety four and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices y'all pull over the car or
Bounce on the double 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

License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are
I ain't steppin' out of shit all my papers legit
Well, 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 warrant 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 ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you, son
99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
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
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

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 Goddamn sense, try and push me

I tried to ignore 'em and talk to the Lord
Pray for 'em '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'ma get to clappin'
He and his boys gon' be yappin' to the captain
And there I go trapped 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