Trouble Songtext / Lyric

I got it bad for him in the worst way
Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position
Should've never gotten involved in the first place
Second place never get the recognition
See what he doing to me make me have to should it out
Gotta hold on me that's without a doubt
So clear now he's a trouble starter
But I ain't a saint either and this ain't no still water Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean nothin' to me
Till you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me
Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean nothing to me
Till you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me

I should've known you were bad news (knew you were bad news)
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (all of the tattoos)
I should've known you were bad news (knew you were bad news)
But I'm undecided trying to figure out if that's you (trouble to me)

Don't you come here thinkin' you're ballin', ain't down for it
You seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so flashy clean
Smells like trouble to me