Trouble (Remix)

[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 fuck she loves fuckin 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 ass poke like that

Real nigga fuck 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 nigga 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 ass in trouble

But she likes the attention

Hang around a nigga cause the pussy 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 sexy 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 sexy 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 ass 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 suck 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 it's 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’ niggas 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 nigga 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 ass 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)