That’s My f*cking Problem (Drake Only) lyrics

1:30 to 2:22

[Chorus]
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*cking problem
And, yeah, I like da f*ck, I got a f*cking problem
If finding somebody real is your f*cking problem
Bring yo' girls to the crib, maybe we can (Ooh) solve it
Ayy

[Verse]
I know ya love it when this beat is on
Make ya think about all of the n*ggas you've been leading on
Made me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speaking on, oh, word?
Ain't heard my album? Who ya sleeping on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a f*cking read-along
Ain't a f*cking sing-along 'less ya brought the weed along
Then ju—okay, I got it
Then just drop down and get cha eagle on
Or we can starе up at the stars and put the Beatlеs on
All that sh*t you talking 'bout is not up for discussion
I will pay da make it bigger, Ion't pay for no reduction
If it's coming from a n*gga Ion't know, then Ion't trust it
If ya coming for my head, then, muh'f*cker, get da busting
Yes, Lord, Ion't really say this often
But this long-di*k n*gga ain't for the long talking
I'm beast