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I've got a problem, I've got a problem
I've got a problem, I got a problem
I got a problem with my woman
And I've got a problem with my wife, well

When you see me standin' with tears in my eyes
Oh, you must be wondering how could I wreck my life?
'Cause I got a problem with my woman
And I got a problem with my wife

Well, my wife is number one and my woman is number two
My woman'll do things for me that my wife wouldn't do
Of course now I dig my wife but you don't understand
Sometimes it take two of y'all to satisfy a man

Now while my problem started I started messin' with number three
She calls up my wife and tells on my woman and me
My wife packed up her clothes and goin' home to her mother
And my woman runs off and finds another lover

I've got a problem and it's about to wreck my life
Problem with my woman, I got a problem with my wife, yeah

No while my problem started I started messin' with number three
She calls up my wife and tells on my woman and me
My wife packs up her clothes and goin' home to her mother
And my woman runs off and finds another lover

I got a problem and it's about to wreck my life
Problem with my woman, I got a problem with my wife, yeah