Problem - One Eighty Seven lyrics

[Produced by SAP] [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, these are the tales that I tell so well I hit this new chick named Michelle in my 6-8 Chevelle And yo, last week it was Michelle, but this week it's Monique Who had the best, yo, I can't tell, both them hoes was some freaks That b**h one-eighty-seven, that sh** one-eighty-seven Put me to sleep, got that k**er p**y, go call the reverend Push up the coast, watch her p**y pop in my 9-11 I'm standing tall, got me busting off like a loaded weapon [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] That b**h one-eighty-seven That b**h one-eighty-seven That b**h one-eighty-seven Got that k**er p**y, call the reverend [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] That b**h one-eighty-seven, f**ed in my '87 Hotbox my Chevy, we posted up for the smoking session Won't take your chick out to dinner but I eat that b**h for breakfast Hit her with that dick in the morning, leave all my b**hes stressing f** all these acting-a** b**hes, ratchet-a** b**hes Sign my name in bloody murder, b**h, I autograph b**hes Know some n***as 'round my way that might spend all the cash with ya Hope I treat you for a day then drop you with your last n***a But don't be scared to bust it open for me Bring that sh** back in slow motion for me Dropping bucket naked for this money Got all my b**hes checking for the money [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] [Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs] These are the tales that I tell so well I hit this b**h in A-T-L, she was from Riverdale She f**ed with ballers, I could tell from her hair to her nails Can't say goodbye, that p**y fye like it was dope on a scale [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] [Verse 4: Problem] Watching you swing around the pole'y While I be taking these shots like Kobe Just ordered a bottle of cham Please come ringing around the rosey Don't bring her around the homies She thicker than stogies I eat her like hoagies Knowing ain't good for me like snitching the police But I just keep calling that b**h Pop a band, let it fall in that b**h Take her home, get dome Zip then rip there and leave it all in that b**h I get mad when n***as calling that b**h Almost had a n***a caught in a twist Done near lost my girlfriend for that whirlwind start falling and slip Better back up though I can't fight, she gon' get it back up though k**er with the head, call it cutthroat Bust a n***a head, is it love, no She come real quick when I f** slow f** slow, f** slow, f** slow Still here cause my f**s slow It's daddy's little s*ut though [Hook: Freddie Gibbs]