Trouble lyrics

Right

I should've known you were bad news

From the bad boy demeanor, and the tatoos

Small skies only want one thing

That I'm undecided, trying to figure out if that's you

Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive

Cause the way is so much better than the next guy

And a little trouble only makes for a good time

So all the normal red flags be a good sign

Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far

You seem like trouble to me

I can tell by the way that you lean

And the way that you kiss your teeth

And you turn up so flashy clean

Smells like trouble to me

Opposites attract, I guess this is it

Good girl bad guy, what a perfect match

And if I you, gonna wanna play baptized

Cause when you finish you gonna feel like you was baptized

See baby now you're feeling for a test drive

Cause you don't wanna loose your ride to the next guy

And baby trouble only makes for a good time

So all the normal red flags be a good sign

Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far

You seem like trouble to me

I can tell by the way that you lean

And the way that you kiss your teeth

And you turn up so flashy clean

Smells like trouble to me

I got a bad form in the worst way

Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position

Should've never gotten involved in the first place

Second place never get the recognition

See what he doing to me make me have to should it out

Gotta hold on me that's without a doubt

So clear now he's a trouble starter

But I ain't the same either and he's in no still water

Just cause I'mma get to file in extrophy

Don't mean nothing to me

Till you show me where it's at

Smells like trouble to me

Just cause I'mma get to file in extrophy

Don't mean nothing to me

Till you show me where it's at

Smells like trouble to me

I 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 far

You seem like trouble to me

I can tell by the way that you lean

And the way that you kiss your teeth

And you turn up so flashy clean

Smells like trouble to me