Trey Songz - Trouble (Remix) lyrics

[Hook] It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) [Wale] Face like 10. Shape like 8. And I gotta blow you out She taste like cake. Wait... Look... Its your birthday.. Well then you shouldn't of left home in the first place.. Came with her friends the designate driver... And I never met a woman thats so innocent to lie... Don't know if you believe but you the illest chick alive Ya brain tell em sick of it I call it ill advised And I love you for your mind.. But I'm after something different.. For I take you any deeper.. Put a mattress on your feelings.. While I'm back here Just twisten shes fellin she tease she ain't ready to f** she loves f**in with me.. [Hook] It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) [Trey Songz] I told you... Not to wear them pants That make your a** poke like that Real n***a f** around and stroke like that I told youuu Not to touch right there when I'm driving this car like that You gon' make a real n***a have a heart attack- Don't do it no Got my eyes on your legs And my mind on your head Know what you said- But girl you gon' do it though Gon' do it slow Gon' do it fast Either way, you know, your a** in trouble But she likes the attention Hang around a n***a cause the p**y on lunch-in She know what I'm about She know I love her mouth Cause she don't run her mouth Dat's [Hook] It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) [Bei Major] Go up to my room, you've been such a, such a bad girl Such a s**y naughty girl You know what you doing baby Go up to my room girl You've been such a, such a bad girl Such a s**y naughty girl (oooh, oooh) [T-Pain] Oooh ohh look like somebody need a time out But just in time cause I need something to rhyme bout Sit in the corner but keep poking that behind out I put a belt on that a** you'll never get them lines out I'm too real you can forget what they lying bout I drop my pants you gon' think they let the lions out rawrr Somebody cool as bedonkadoodle, blow out s** in Sound like I'm eating ramen noodles Hot and heavy I'm sweating profusely Keep my shades on medusa couldn't seduce me Hold up and let me turn the camera on And I'mma put a twist on it like its m. night shamalyan [Hook - part] It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) [J. Cole] Yeah, invitations in the whirlwind We both bad at it Told myself no more hittin' n***as girlfriends Thats my old bad habit Here you go, wearing that Already know, what I'm staring at I mean from top to bottom your body is a problem so Somebody better take care of that And who Better than, the n***a in Letterman When your man ain't home, you can let him in Late night Letterman I ain't gon tat-a-tale Damn your a** bad as hell [Hook] It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh) It's gon' get you in trouble (oooh, oooh)