Trouble
RightI should've known you were bad newsFrom the bad boy demeanor, and the tatoosSmall skies only want one thingThat I'm undecided, trying to figure out if that's youEither way though, I think you're worth a test driveCause the way is so much better than the next guyAnd a little trouble only makes for a good timeSo all the normal red flags be a good sign
Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that farYou seem like trouble to meI can tell by the way that you leanAnd the way that you kiss your teethAnd you turn up so flashy cleanSmells like trouble to me
Opposites attract, I guess this is itGood girl bad guy, what a perfect matchAnd if I you, gonna wanna play baptizedCause when you finish you gonna feel like you was baptizedSee baby now you're feeling for a test driveCause you don't wanna loose your ride to the next guyAnd baby trouble only makes for a good timeSo all the normal red flags be a good sign
Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that farYou seem like trouble to meI can tell by the way that you leanAnd the way that you kiss your teethAnd you turn up so flashy cleanSmells like trouble to me
I got a bad form in the worst wayDear Lord, how'd I get in this positionShould've never gotten involved in the first placeSecond place never get the recognitionSee what he doing to me make me have to should it outGotta hold on me that's without a doubtSo clear now he's a trouble starterBut I ain't the same either and he's in no still waterJust cause I'mma get to file in extrophyDon't mean nothing to meTill you show me where it's atSmells like trouble to me
Just cause I'mma get to file in extrophyDon't mean nothing to meTill you show me where it's atSmells like trouble to meI should've known you were bad news (knew you were bad news)From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (all of the tattoos)
I should've known you were bad news (knew you were bad news)But I'm undecided trying to figure out if that's you (trouble to me)Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that farYou seem like trouble to meI can tell by the way that you leanAnd the way that you kiss your teethAnd you turn up so flashy cleanSmells like trouble to me