Beyoncé – AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM (Official Lyric Video)



Official lyric video for “AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM” by Beyoncé.

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Heard you got that deep for me
Pray your love is deep for me
Imma make you go weak for me
Make you wait a whole week 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 the booty gon’ do what it want to
Can’t hit it one time, multiple
I know you see these racks, racks, racks on me
Now come and get high, high, high, high, high, high

20, 40, 80, out the trap
Hit it with the rap
Put it on the map
Then we right back

Call me when you wanna get high, high, high, high
Tony Montana with them racks
Ivy P on my bag
Double G’s on my dash
Nigga I’m bad, I’m bad
Tell me when you wanna get high, high, high, high

Boy you can’t get no higher, than this
No
‘Cause love don’t get no higher, than this
No no

Grind, boy you know I grind
When I pull up these jeans you’re mine, you’re mine
(When I pull up these jeans you’re mine, mine, you’re, you’re mine)
When I step on the scene they, 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 (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
Cause love don’t get no higher than this
No, no

Grind, boy you know I grind
When I pull up these jeans you’re mine, you’re mine
(When I pull up these jeans you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine)
When I step on the scene they, 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 (goons)
In case you start acting familiar
This kind of love, big business
Whole slab, I kill for

You know that booty gon’ do what it want to
Can’t hit it one time, multiple
I know you see these racks, racks, racks on me
Now come and get high, high, high, high, high, high

20, 40, 80, out the trap
Hit it with the rap
Put it on the map
Then we right back

Call me when you wanna get high, high, high, high
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 high, high, high, high

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31 Comments

  1. [Intro]
    America, America has a problem

    [Verse]
    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
    I see you watching, fiending
    I know you want it, scheming
    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?

    [Refrain]
    Know that booty gon' do what it want to
    Can't hit it one time, multiple
    I know you see these rack-rack-racks on me
    Now come and get hi-i-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 the racks
    Ivy P 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

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Boy, you can't get higher than this, no
    'Cause love don't get no higher than this, no, no

    [Chorus]
    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 (You're mine, you're mine)
    When I step on the scene, they
    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

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Boy, you can't get higher than this, no (Higher)
    'Cause love don't get no higher than this, no, no (Higher)

    [Chorus]
    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 (You're mine, you're mine)
    When I step on the scene, they
    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

    [Refrain]
    Know that booty gon' do what it want to
    Can't hit it one time, multiple
    I know you see these rack-rack-racks on me
    Now come and get hi-i-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 the 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

  2. This is the hidden GEM on this classic album. Choreography Potential off the ROOF!
    If she does 80/90’ fashion and breakdancing energy in the visual for this. I may have to admit that I will not be able to handle that.

  3. I love this. I love how we think beyonce talking about something serious but yet knows how to turn it around and make it a party. She literally said “I’m twisted I’ll contradict it” I love this beyonce. She definitely know how to make you feel like the baddest B**

  4. WTF does this song have to do with America having a Problem? Same old stupid lyrics about how great she is, and how great her body is. BFD. I thought this was going to be a song that talked about the times we're in, that mattered. Talking about her handbag and her goons and don't get close to her. Wow, I care so much to get close to a megastar who's married to another giant star. Really compelling material you came up with here. JFC. Glad at least someone had the brains to do some old style beat that actually has a jam to it instead of the bs beats of the last ten years.

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