paroles de chanson Problems - CeCe

Everything was going alright
Until you came and fucked up life
I'm so tired of being polite
How the hell do you sleep at night?

Too bad
It's over now
So sad
You should be leaving
Good chat
Bout to get even now

Problems
I got 'em
And you're number one
Somebody better
Call up your mama
Tell her "come get your son!"
Cuz I'm about to air out your laundry
And laugh while it burns
Talkin' bout
Problems
I got 'em
And you're number one

Let ya take the keys gave ya my whip
Found ya in the backseat with your side chick
That STD you can keep it
Get that shit away from me I don't need it, yeah yeah
And all of our friends
They already know and
We fuckin hate you were happy your gone
So happy you're gone

Problems
I got 'em
And you're number one
Somebody better
Call up your mama
Tell her "come get your son!"
Cuz I'm about to air out your laundry
And laugh while it burns,
Talkin' bout
Problems
I got 'em
And you're number one

Nah Nah Nah
And you're number one

Too bad
It's over now
So sad
You should be leaving
Good chat
Bout to get even
Bout to get even

Problems
I got 'em
And you're number one
Somebody better
Call up your mama
Tell her "come get your son!"
Cuz I'm about to air out your laundry
And laugh while it burns,
Talkin' bout
Problems
I got 'em
And you're number one

Nah Nah Nah
And you're number one