AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM

Beyoncé

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    America, America has a problem

    Heard you got that D for me
    Pray your love is deep for me
    I'ma make you go weak for me
    Make you wait a whole week for me (for me)
    I see you watching, fiendin'
    I know you want it, schemin'
    I know you need it, drug lord
    You want it on you? Don't I know
    You need love, I need some too
    Do you want this like it wants you?

    Know that booty gonna do what it want to
    Can't hit it one time, multiple
    I know you see these ra-ra-racks on me
    Now come and get hi-i-i-i-igh
    Twenty, forty, eighty, out the trap, hit it with the rap
    Put it on the map, then we right back (mm)
    Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh
    Tony Montana with them racks
    Ivy P on my bag, double G's on the dash
    Nigga, I'm bad, I'm bad
    Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

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    Boy, you can't get no higher than this, no
    'Cause love don't get no higher than this, no, no

    Grind (grind), boy, you know I grind (grind)
    When I pull up these jeans, you're mine
    (When I pull up these jeans, you're mine)
    You're mine, when I step on the scene they (you're mine, you're mine)
    Can't wait to back it up, your ex-dealer dope, but it ain't crack enough
    I'm supplying my man, I'm in demand, soon as I land
    Just know I roll with them goons
    In case you start acting familiar
    This kind of love, big business
    Whole slab, I kill for

    Boy, you can't get no higher than this, no (higher)
    'Cause love don't get no higher than this, no, no (higher)

    Grind (grind), boy, you know I grind (grind)
    When I pull up these jeans, you're mine
    (When I pull up these jeans, you're mine)
    You're mine, when I step on the scene they (you're mine, you're mine)
    Can't wait to back it up, your ex-dealer dope, but it ain't crack enough
    I'm supplying my man, I'm in demand, soon as I land
    Just know I roll with them goons, in case you start acting familiar
    This kind of love, big business, whole slab, I kill for

    Know that booty gonna do what it want to
    Can't hit it one time, multiple
    I know you see these ra-ra-racks on me
    Now come and get hi-i-i-i-igh
    Twenty, forty, eighty, out the trap, hit it with the rap
    Put it on the map, then we right back
    Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh
    Tony Montana with them racks
    Double C's on my bag, double G's on my dash
    Nigga, I'm bad, I'm bad
    Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

    Song details

    Composition: Jay Z, Dean Michael George, Beyonce, The Dream, and Andrell Rogers

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