King T - Trouble in Paradise lyrics

Intro: Nikke Kixx Uhh, yo Trouble, this is for you G Some crazy sh**, but I gotta do what I gotta do Verse One: Nikke Kixx Her booty bang bang, gotta keep the flow So you know my girl Trouble Always on the elevated motivated kind of level Cause, down down to the ground as I feel when I heard the news Guess I got the blues, bust the next move I check, then I wreck, then I got upset Couldn't fade the fact, she would never be back Damn... I fell to my knees And I asked the Lord please; then I boo-hooed Waitin for the big suit, so what's the next move, huh? While I reminesce, while I reminesce, yeah From show to show to show to show, ya know My girl Trouble yup, always kept such a fat flow Gotta get a grip, gotta get a grip, uhh And I will always make you mine, in time This is for you G, the T-to-the-R-to-the-O To-the-U-to-the-B-to-the-L-E, rest in peace And I'm kickin it for you in ninety-three Here I go, here I go Verse Two: King Tee Not to get the eyballs drippin But when They Reminesce Over You, I be trippin It seems like two days back We was chillin in the studio, peepin out a track Talkin on the blahzay blah tip Yo, here comes Trouble with the hit Not too many could last They flunked when Trouble talked cla** They say God works mysterious ...but I'm curious It's like a tasket a tisket, girl you ain't missed sh** Tryin to get a meal ticket and stay fit I know you're upstairs chillin And when you was here you made a k**in Rest easy in peace, don't be agitated From King Tee, it's dedicated Chorus: Big Mac We're gonna miss you Trouble, we're gonna miss you (repeat 8X) Verse Three: Nefertiti Trouble, Trouble, Trouble Back in the days, and ahh we used to rage and ahh So put the pages, I fight back the tears and cry Not singin no sad song,just lettin out my feelings Cause umm, Trouble's gone whether who's right or wrong I'm comin at cha Ya see what I mean, it's left to me to pave the way I walk the walk and steady leavin back my state of mind Tryin to recreate the scene and wonderin why Call Motown, let em know we doin a Trouble song The posse's deep we growin stronger than stronger than strong It's a deep thang, if you can't hang, don't try to swang You're not able to see you could never be down with me We're doin a song to blow our horns, yo it's not to mourn Consider me bein born, but over your d**h I'm torn So good everlasting, I'll shout it out I'm thinkin of past things you said that helped and watched me out West coast mobbin, n***as that thought that we was nothin Pooh makes funky tracks it's the chronic so keep on puffin it Teela's got That Triflin Album that them n***as be lovin Yo-Yo's still real loco, gettin them speedin tickets And kickin them funky lyrics I'm keepin the vibes alive, I gotta keep them vibes alive I hope you watch me strive.. the rest of the time alive I keep the spirit in my hand, I hope the record shall slam Damn, I'm thinkin about Trouble, MC Trouble