I I I I
I told you, not to wear that dress at the club tryna dance up on me
I told you, not to push that thing on me
If you know I want it
[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)
Go up to my room, you've been such a, such a bad girl
Such a s*** 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*** naughty girl
(Oooh, oooh)
Baby I told you, not to wear them heels that make your legs look so s***
I I I I
I told you
Not to wear them heels that say I'm ready come get me
Ay Ay,
They gon get you in trouble
(Oooh, oooh)
They gon get you in trouble
(Oooh, oooh)
They 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
That's my old bad habit
Here you go, round that
Already know, what I'm staring at
I mean from top to bottom your body is problem so
Somebody better take care of that
And who
Better than, the nigga let 'em in
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)
I told you not to stare at me like that when I'm performing
I-I-I-I told you
That's that's gon' make us til the early morning
[Hook:]
[Bei Maejor] I I I I I told you, not to wear that dress at the club tryna dance up on me I told you, not to push that thing on me If you know I want it [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) Go up to my room, you've been such a, such a bad girl Such a s*** 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*** naughty girl (Oooh, oooh) Baby I told you, not to wear them heels that make your legs look so s*** I I I I I told you Not to wear them heels that say I'm ready come get me Ay Ay, They gon get you in trouble (Oooh, oooh) They gon get you in trouble (Oooh, oooh) They 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 That's my old bad habit Here you go, round that Already know, what I'm staring at I mean from top to bottom your body is problem so Somebody better take care of that And who Better than, the nigga let 'em in 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) I told you not to stare at me like that when I'm performing I-I-I-I told you That's that's gon' make us til the early morning [Hook:] Explain Request ×
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