I Got A Problem Lyrics

(feat. Plies, Chris J.)

[Intro: Trina]
Welcome to wonderful sexy wet world of trina

[Chorus:]
I got a problem (I love to f*ck) [x8]

[Verse 1: Trina]
Head fire p*ssy good and plus I stay wet
Just f*ck me early in the morning baby that's the best
Just keep it hard for me nigga and let me do the rest
I wanna feel it in my stomach push it my chest
And pin my legs back and make my toes touch my neck
Want you stand up in this p*ssy and don't you nut yet
I'm a let you work me out gon f*ck me make me sweat
Don't take it out just lay in it if you need rest

[Chorus:]
I got a problem (I love to f*ck) [x8]

[Verse 2: Plies]
I wanna lock her up in the crib and f*ck her all day
And f*ck ya on the couch and eat ya in the hallway
And walk around naked and put the cell phones away
Whenever you want this dick just look at me and say bae
Whenever that p*ssy get soaked we can call it today
I wanna catch ya on that look and put it on ya ass
And pin yo lil ass up and f*ck ya like i'm mad
I wanna finger you first make ya wanna f*ck me bad
Soon as I feel that p*ssy get wet step on the gas
And I'm a f*ck ya from the back but I'm a do it last
I want you to ride me first while I squeeze on ya ass
Whenever you feel that nut comin want you to f*ck me fast

[Chorus:]
I got a problem (I love to f*ck) [x8]

[Verse 3: Trina]
Don't just f*ck me in the bed do me in the shower
And don't you tease me with that dick want you to f*ck
me for hours
And when you put me on my side it make me holler louder
And you don't want me to soak up the bed you better
f*ck me on a
towel
Cause I got so much of this good juice built up inside
And we can do whatever you want I just wanna feel you
baby
Just thinkin bout you inside it it got me goin crazy
And whenever you get out this p*ssy bet you'll call me
ya lady
And let me lay on my stomach get in yo favorite positon
I might just kiss ya in mouth before you start lickin
I got my legs spread ass up waitin on the dickin
And can't nobody out f*ck me I need some competition

[Hook:]
All over the house we gon tear it up (hey)
In the kitchen on the countertop knockin over stuff
The livin room the den or even on the stairs (ohh)
In the morning when we rise we can't find our underwear
You got that ooo wee wet as a raindrop the feelin that
you give
If my toes pop up
don't get mad at me girl if I come quick you got to
understand you got
some good shit

[Chorus:]
I got a problem I love to f*ck [x8]

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