Trouble

Right
I shoulda known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos
'Cause most guys only want one thing
But I'm undecided, tryna figure out if that's you
Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive
'Cause (Ooh) you're 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 you ballin' (Oh, nah)
Ain't down for it
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 fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me

Opposites attract, I guess this it that
Good girl, bad guy what a perfect match
And if we (Ooh), you gon' want to pay back tithes
'Cause when you finish you gon' feel like you was baptized
See baby now you fiendin' for a test drive
'Cause you don't wanna lose 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 you ballin' (Oh, nah)
Ain't down for it
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 fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me

I gotta beg for him in the worst way
Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position, then
I shoulda never got involved in the first place
But second place never get the recognition, hmm
See what he doin' to me make have to shout it out
Got a hold on me, that's without a doubt
So clear now that he's a trouble starter
But I ain't a saint neither and these ain't no still waters, hmm

Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no thing to me
'Til you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me

Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no thing to me
'Til you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me

I shoulda known you were bad news (Knew you were bad news)
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (All of the tattoos)
I shoulda known you were bad news (Knew you were bad news)
But I'm undecided tryna figure out if that's you (Trouble to me)

Don't you come here thinkin' you ballin' (Oh, nah)
Ain't down for it
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 fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me



Credits
Writer(s): Jon Turner, Jason Andrew Pebworth, George Astasio, Amethyst Amelia Kelly, Judith Glory Hill, Isabella Janet Florentina Summers, David Anthony Phelan, Jonathan Christopher Shave, Alexander Oriet
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