Pharrell Williams - The Problem (Lawwwddd) lyrics

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Pharrell Williams - The Problem (Lawwwddd) lyrics

[Hook: Pharrell] The moment when you see that n***a face again Replay it in your mind then your breathing change He's reaching in his jacket, he gon make it rain The bystanders screaming lawwwdd The DJ screaming lawwwdd The AK screaming lawwwdd Bless that n***a's mama's heart Her baby stretched out on the boulevard [Verse 1: N.O.R.E.] n***as tryin' to sh** on me and make history Supposedly I help chicks, help them with groceries Supposedly I still break, gripping my rosary Still shoot ya block up to make you notice me (Lawwwdd) Bullets flyin in the air much f**ing heard the guy hurt, I don't even care much (Lawwwdd) And I'm still smoking bogomill Still have the street meeting, stop one broker deals You my n***a n***a f** how n***a Oprah feels Papi, I pop guns, they don't pop me Known for shooting n***as, but nah, they never shot me Hang hang good belt gang, don't make us pop three [Hook: Pharrell] [Verse 2: N.O.R.E.] Yeah, I hear you talking what year, n***a whatever n***a You did time, me too n***a, whatever n***a p**y plus dick could only equal to f** NORE + Pharrell could only equal to what what what what From blood money to love money to thug money Nino what up? f**ing the oldest G's money I've shot n***as in they motherf**ing peep holes Winter time, shot n***as in they ski clothes (Lawwwdd) still I stay focused still Catch cases, got cases is open still (Lawwwdd) slime father, slime out Good belt gang hang hang, n***a ride out [Hook: Pharrell] [Verse 3: N.O.R.E.] Neptune, co*ker spaniel, underground, Ralph McDaniels My dick, two can handle two chicks, tu Cumpleanos Italian sh**, The Soprano, I attack like I'm Rambo I attack, I attack, counteract, cardiac Shootin at yo Pontiac, wherever where your army at (Lawwwdd) Moscato with the peach mix (Lawwwdd) I'm just rollin with some freak chicks (Lawwwdd) here the drinks come spiked, prefixed [Hook: Pharrell]