Troubeaux (feat. Nas)

This love is so dangerous

But I kinda like the thrill

It's like a sugar rush

It's all in the way you make me feel

I didn't see you coming

But you broke me down

'Cause you got some nerve about you

Walk up like I know you

Bald head and your tattoos

One smile and, oh

I gotta admit you're fly

And I'm lovin' how you talk, babe

Gettin' all in my mind

Running it like a field play

I didn't see you comin'

But you broke me down

'Cause you got some nerve about you

Walk up like I know you

Bald head and your tattoos

Damn

This ain't no ordinary boy

This ain't no ordinary boy

See the funny thing about you

You got me doin' things I wouldn't do

You ain't no ordinary boy

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble

I, deep down know I

Should be good, I ain't blind

You're the kind of guy

That always got all these girls running after you

Do I entertain or play with you?

Or just be cool?

'Cause you got some nerve about you

Walk up like I know you

Bald head and your tattoos

One smile and, oh

Don't slip

I think I'm about to find

So close

Wrapped up in the heat of it all

I'm having fantasies

Of how it's gonna be

'Cause you got some nerve about you

Walk up like I know you

Bald head and your tattoos

Damn

This ain't no ordinary boy

This ain't no ordinary boy

See the funny thing about you

You got me doin' things I wouldn't do

You ain't no ordinary boy

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble

Yo, got Henny in the cup

Jenny know what's up

She with a real one

Not pretending to be tough

Got three cases

Might have a warrant I don't know about

Beef I don't know about

Weed I can't go without

My money used to pile

Every beginning of the month

Unconditional love, in the beginning it was lust

Hustler, shooter, was a dealer on the block

Now my future's on top

No longer dealing with the thots

I don't go nowhere without the hammer

Like I heard Lil Boosie was out in Louisiana

Got friends in the feds

Some dead over drugs

Fucking with me is high-risk

But still she in love

We in love, baby

Benny Medina might wanna pay me to leave you

I'm bad for your image

The ghetto menacing diva

'Cause some say Nas is trouble

We all in, just ignore them

Nice guys is boring, I got you

This ain't no ordinary boy

This ain't no ordinary boy

See the funny thing about you

You got me doin' things I wouldn't do

You ain't no ordinary boy

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble, oh

You gon' be trouble