Right I should've known you were bad news From the bad boy demeanor, and the tatoos most guys only want one thing But 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 thinkin your Ballin, 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 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 fiendin 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 thinkin your Ballin, 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 flashy clean Smells like trouble to me
I got it bad for him 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 a saint either and this ain't no still water
Just cause all the girls are Fallin at your feet Don't mean nothin to me Till 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 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 you Ballin, 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 flashy clean Smells like trouble to me