Think We Got a Problem Sheek Louch (Ft. Bun B & The Game)

[Intro: Sheek Louch]
I think we got a problem, got a, got a problem (Let's go)

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
Think we got a problem, got a, got a problem (Yeah)
I think we got a problem, got a, got a problem
Think we got a problem, got a, got a problem (Get up)
I think we got a problem, think we got a problem (It's that club banger)
Think we got a problem, got a, got a problem
I think we got a problem, got a, got a problem
Think we got a problem, got a, got a problem (You hear that? You can't sit down to that)
I think we got a problem, think we got a problem (Okay)

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Think we got a problem, mask on, show you how to rob 'em
Revolver, show you how to solve 'em
Drivin' down Harlem, the Aston a problem
No tint fishball, it ain't hard to spot him
Think we got a problem, weed got too much
Only thing, damn yo, I'm down to my last dutch
Think we got a problem, but really it ain't dough
There's one of me, and these bitches I count about three four
Think we got a problem, the homie just all talk
He ain't gon' pop a balloon with a pitch fork
Think we got a problem in the club with this dogg
Rude boy, starks, ladies, everybody