I Got a Problem

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 got a problem with my wife 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 would do things for me That my wife wouldn't do Course I dig my wife, but she don't understand Somtimes it take two y'all To satisfy a man Now when 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 goes 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 (Solo) Well when my problem started I started messin' with number 3 She calls up my wife And tells on my woman and me My wife packs up her clothes And goes 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 (Solo)