Trouble Marker
Maybe I'm moving too fast
I know that you wanna make this last
And yes, I might be new
But that should mean to
That I'm into anything and everything that you wanna do
Just call me your troublemaker
Just call me
Just call me
Just call me your troublemaker
Just call me
Just call me
'Cause I've never made love like this
And I've never been kissed like this
And why does your skin feel so soft against mine?
I think I'm boutta, I think I'm boutta
You better make me come to my senses
Come to my senses
And yes, I get jealous
Your next bitch should probably say that I'm possessive
But nobody touches me like you
And nobody does me the way you do
I need my neck gripped in your hands
I'll never find another who is gonna understand
'Cause I've never felt love like this
And I've never been tossed around like this
You're making it so hard for somebody's else son
I think I'm boutta, I think I'm boutta
You better make me come to my senses
'Cause nobody touches me and loves the way you do
Nobody, nobody touches me
Nobody loves me
Loves the way you do
I think I'm boutta come to my senses
Nobody (touches me)
Come to my senses
I know that you wanna make this last
And yes, I might be new
But that should mean to
That I'm into anything and everything that you wanna do
Just call me your troublemaker
Just call me
Just call me
Just call me your troublemaker
Just call me
Just call me
'Cause I've never made love like this
And I've never been kissed like this
And why does your skin feel so soft against mine?
I think I'm boutta, I think I'm boutta
You better make me come to my senses
Come to my senses
And yes, I get jealous
Your next bitch should probably say that I'm possessive
But nobody touches me like you
And nobody does me the way you do
I need my neck gripped in your hands
I'll never find another who is gonna understand
'Cause I've never felt love like this
And I've never been tossed around like this
You're making it so hard for somebody's else son
I think I'm boutta, I think I'm boutta
You better make me come to my senses
'Cause nobody touches me and loves the way you do
Nobody, nobody touches me
Nobody loves me
Loves the way you do
I think I'm boutta come to my senses
Nobody (touches me)
Come to my senses
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Writer(s): Starz Wint
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