R.O.B.B. - Problem's Remix (Island Wa**up) lyrics

[Hook: Robb] Island what's up, What's up ya n***as hating Island what's up, what's up same people dating Island what's up, what's up got b**hes waiting but I never give a f** I'm trynna see what's up with us X2 [Verse 1: Robb] Hey that's no new problem You missing a few dollars It's my honor, to pay it towards you And if you stay a while it's so true I start forgetting the b**hes before you I start my wishing on riches and forget school I start to listen to disses man they get rude Never said it was painful Cause I can't give a f** on what you think boo You can either play around, you can either pray around Never turn a head on the sh** that's being said around I f**ing get around I don't really stay alone Junior, moyo, bill, are the n***as who I ride around with She want to go away only thing the plane missing, Albany she thinking Baby girl don't stay tripping, if you need to get away let me your plane ticket I beast [Hook] [Verse 2: Morrison] I hear you talkin bout a problem (silence) Rappers hear me spit (spit), all I hear is sighing When I'm on a track (track), all I hear is sirens See the dreads in my head like a n***a came from Zion (Uh) (I-am) the best, I don't mean to sound co*ky, that statements a stretch but I'm good with palates But they don't listen like they ears don't work (shiet…), You bout to get this work (shiet) Just leave me alone (uh-huh) Really me I'm broke you should leave me a loan (uh-huh) Too good to be true so I must be a hoax Outta this world n***a you a ghost (DOPE) is exactly what I utter, Dope Is exactly what I utter I don't mean to stutter, But I'mma milk this game for what it's worth and I don't even need an udder (BYE!) [Hook] [Verse 3: Sommy Lovell] Pennies for ya if panties double a nickel for ya Love her to d**h for your n***as to pour that liquor for ya And for ya I, my eyes knew it the day I saw ya I'm diming these dimes to ‘em I dominate rounds too I'm Trying these crowns in the mean Bare poles setting sail for a n***a and the team Said a dollar and a dream'll get the girl up on the screen But for now she on the pole taking dollars in between Hol' up Rations out with dealing out the ratio And judging by the way she go, they good for the fel**tio Hol' up My sh**'ll probably coincide with radio 86'ing the frail, that's 86 for McHale I'm jumping off of the building And already infiltrating your building Stole lights and fans from your favorite Make rooms for n***as to make it I'm making, gold for ‘em and they worried ‘bout some hanging leaks I'm trying to change the music, she trying to change the sheets [Hook]