[Intro]
Hey, idiot
Yo, listen up to this, check this out
If you havin' pest problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain’t one

[Verse 1]
Nothing's stoppin' me, you’re not the boss of me
That's my lifelong philosophy, want a piece?
I'll make the other Vault Hunters look like wannabes
That's probably why your daughters are in love with me
I'm slaughtering anyone who tries to walk on me
Like a Thresher who gets you comin' up from underneath
It isn't hard to see why you cannot believe
When I tell you guardian angels can talk to me
Here's a coffin, I build them often
My enemies end up in these when they stop respondin’
Targets drop quick, I’m a hardened marksman
You're the country bumpkin who can hardly function

[Pre-Chorus]
You can talk the talk, but can you walk the walk?
You’d better know when you come into town
It's a dog-eat-dog kind of life we live
That's why you never let your guard fall down
Sleep with one eye open, boy, or you'll never wake up again
If you find good loot, then get ready to shoot
’Cause in the Borderlands, you have no friends
[Chorus]
You gotta gra-gr-gra-gr-grab that loot (Grab that loot)
Nee-ne-nee-ne-need that loot (Need that loot)
Kee-ke-kee-ke-keep that loot (Keep that loot)
That loot, that loot, that loot
You gotta gra-gr-gra-gr-grab that loot (Grab that loot)
Nee-ne-nee-ne-need that loot (Need that loot)
Kee-ke-kee-ke-keep that loot (Keep that loot)
That loot, that loot, that loot

[Verse 2]
Pucker up, buttercup, and kiss my ass
I'm talkin' lips to crack, can you handle that?
Handsome Jack, while your at it, lick my sack
It's not a lot to ask, in fact, a simple task
Or I can splatter your guts with a custom grenade
Bombin' your base (Yup), that'll have you palmin' your face
Poppin' skulls like an ace, critical hit to the brains
And if your head grows back, I'll have you covered in flames (Spit it)

[Pre-Chorus]
They call it war, but I'm just havin' fun
When you were playin' with toys, I was playin' with guns
You think you finished them off? Punk, you've only begun
I got ninety-nine problems and a Skag ain't one
[Chorus]
I got ninety-nine problems
Pro-pr-prob-problems
Ninety-nine problems, Skag ai-ain't one
If you havin' pest problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain't one
I got ninety-nine problems
Pro-pr-prob-problems
Ninety-nine problems, Skag ai-ain't one
If you havin' pest problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain't one

[Verse 3]
Axton, Salvador, Zer0 and Maya
Got the motley crew to screw with every Goliath
Psychos can't even touch us and the midgets don't try to
Life is a race and look at everybody behind us
My boy Krispy Kreme knows where I'm at
I got a pocket full of shells, you got a face full of gats
Hats off to me, the freakin' wasteland king
If you don't like how I talk, you can hear my gun sing

[Pre-Chorus]
Don't need to warn you that around every corner waits another hostile attack
And need I remind you keep an eye out behind you or you'll find a knife in your back
Only reason why you're never satisfied with the gun that you got right now
You know that somewhere in the desert, there's a gun that's even better just a-waitin' to be found
[Chorus]
You gotta gra-gr-gra-gr-grab that loot (Grab that loot)
Nee-ne-nee-ne-need that loot (Need that loot)
Kee-ke-kee-ke-keep that loot (Keep that loot)
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain't one
Gra-gr-gra-gr-grab that loot (Grab that loot)
Nee-ne-nee-ne-need that loot (Need that loot)
Kee-ke-kee-ke-keep that loot (Keep that loot)
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain't one

[Outro]
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain't one
I got ninety-nine problems, but a Skag ain't one