| I’ve got a problem
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| I’ve got a problem
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| I’ve got a problem
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| I got a problem
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| I got a problem with my woman
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| And I got a problem with my wife
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| When you see me standin'
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| With tears in my eyes
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| Oh you must be wondering
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| How could I wreck my life
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| 'cause I got a problem with my woman
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| And I got a problem with my wife, well
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| My wife is number one
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| And my woman is number two
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| My woman would do things for me
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| That my wife wouldn’t do
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| Course I dig my wife, but she don’t understand
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| Somtimes it take two y’all
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| To satisfy a man
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| Now when my problem started
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| I started messin' with number three
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| She calls up my wife
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| And tells on my woman and me
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| My wife packs up her clothes
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| And goes home to her mother
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| And my woman runs off and
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| Finds another lover
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| I’ve got a problem
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| And it’s about to wreck my life
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| Problem with my woman
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| I got a problem with my wife, yeah
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| Well when my problem started
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| I started messin' with number 3
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| She calls up my wife
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| And tells on my woman and me
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| My wife packs up her clothes
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| And goes home to her mother
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| And my woman runs off and
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| Finds another lover
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| I got a problem
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| And it’s about to wreck my life
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| Problem with my woman
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| I got a problem with my wife, yeah |