Mereba - Bet lyrics

Bet my bottom dollar that you would make my my father go mad like seeing double he'd say your name then he'd call you trouble uh Don't you worry bout so clean but they'd do you dirty I'm mad for being flirty with you Heard from a bird that you you're nothing but trouble just trouble Heard from a bird that you you're nothing but trouble just trouble But I like how low you lay and I let you in my day 'cuz I like the way you call me baby Heard from a bird that you you're nothing but trouble trouble And I'm still picking up the rubble from my last quake and I was sitting on the shadow coming from my last break had to take a second look, then a third then etcetera he said don't let your eyes get ahead of ya, he called me out And I was blushing like Russians up in the snow I said I'm sorry made my way to the do' he said no, You fly love Imma call you my thug you gone' call me yo man they gone' call me that thug Like, hope plain and simple we would meet every week or two light up the reefer tinted window two seater ooh I like his meaner demeanor it doesn't mean our worlds can't collide right place right time, right? I bet my dollar you'd be hated by my father but loved by a daughter you could father I said too much A birdie said you was rough might break me up like I was what you put in the dutch but I like how low you lay and I let you in my day 'cuz I like the way you call me baby Heard from a bird that you you're nothing but trouble you're just trouble But I like how low you lay and I let you in my day 'cuz I like the way you call me baby Heard from a bird that you you're nothing but Bet my bottom dollar that Bet, bet my bottom dollar that Bet, bet my bottom dollar that