I don’t know if i can get out of bed
My mama said that there’s nothing wrong
My eyes are fogged up, haven’t taken a hit
Woo-hoo, it’s all better again
I go out on a friday night
Seeing double with my ray bans on
My eyes are blacked out, on the way to your heart
Woo-hoo, i’m just a mess again
What’s wrong with me?
Why do i always let you down?
And i’m down here crawling
Wish i could change
Blame it on my dna
I could have a million dollars
But baby, i got problems
I got problems
And i got, i got problems
I got, i got problems
I got problems
Dance party at the dmv
Red lights don’t mean we stop
I catch my uber ride up the 405
Woo-hoo, i’m on a merry go round
A head rush and a couple of bucks
My body needs company
I wanna scream, scream at the top of my lungs (woo-hoo!)
What’s wrong with me?
Why do i always let you down?
And i’m down here crawling
Wish i could change
Blame it on my dna
I could have a million dollars
But baby, i got problems
I got problems
And i got, i got problems
I got, i got problems
I got problems
I don’t care about your hair (problems)
I don’t care about your diet (problems)
I don’t care about your kicks (problems)
Yeah, i’m kicking it ’cause some things cannot be fixed
I got problems
And i got, i got problems
I got, i got problems
I got problems
I got problems
Yeah, i got problems
I got problems
Yeah, yeah i got problems
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Weathers Lyrics – Problems