No Problem - Tokyo Jetz, Trina

Like let me get him

Need no nigga for no paper

Can you holla?

Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that

You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid

Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib

And I ain’t got no time to chill wit no pussy

Like let me get him

Need no nigga for no paper

Can you holla?

Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that

You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid

Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib

And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy

I can’t be fuckin wit' no niggas

That be fuckin wit' no bitch

'Cause my pussy way too good to let you put it in yo mix

Wit' yo messy ass BM

In my DM

Steady reaching bitch, you tweakin'

Goin' live end that shit

Bitch, go inside

Call yo nigga, set him straight

Bitch, you can’t put me in my place

You ain’t even on my level

This like dancin' wit' the devil

He ain’t tell me shit about you ole stupid ass (Stupid ass)

I see you lurking on fake pages ole groupie ass (Ole groupie ass)

Please don’t make me hurt yo feelings

Don’t come at me as a woman

Bitch, don’t put me in yo business

Give no fuck about yo children

Split that pussy nigga lip

Kick him out hoe, make a move

Cause bitch I ain’t for playing games

But I ain’t never played to lose

Like let me get him

Need no nigga for no paper

Can you holla?

Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that

You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid

Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib

And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy

Like let me get him

Need no nigga for no paper

Can you holla?

Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that

You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid

Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib

And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy

Aye picture this

We outta town

We took a trip 'cause we was bored

We on the phone late night

He tryna tell me he in love

Bitch, he tryna meet my momma

I done let him 'round lil' Aiden

Pussy nigga met my daddy

He want me to have his baby, nah, fuck that

Swear he ain’t got no bitch

But she all on Facebook

She posting pictures wit' his jhits

And I just blocked his number

He keep callin' back to back

Hoe, I just did you a favor

How you actin' like you mad, dizzy bitch

I shoulda just been petty

Picked up like we busy, bitch

Goddamn, you aggravating

Leave me alone

I sent his dog ass home

And you love his dog ass

She like this where he belong

Bitch, you dumber than I thought (Than I thought)

Like let me get him

Need no nigga for no paper

Can you holla?

Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that

You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid

Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib

And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy

Like let me get him

Need no nigga for no paper

Can you holla?

Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that

You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid

Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib

And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy