Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Troubeaux , by - Jennifer Lopez. Song from the album A.K.A., in the genre ПопRelease date: 16.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Troubeaux |
| This love is so dangerous |
| But I kind of 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 |
| Both hands and your tattoos |
| One smile, oh |
| I gotta admit you’re fly |
| And I love it how you talk babe |
| Getting all in my mind |
| Running it like a field play |
| I didn’t see you coming, but you broke me down |
| 'Cause you got some nerve love |
| Don’t you walk up like I know you |
| Both hands and your tattoos |
| One smile, oh |
| 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 troubeaux |
| (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| You gon' be troubeaux |
| (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| You gon' be troubeaux |
| I, deep down 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 |
| Both hands and your tattoos |
| One smile, oh |
| Don’t sleep |
| I think I’m a burn too fast |
| So close |
| Wrapped up in the heat of love |
| I’m having fantasies |
| Of how it’s gonna be |
| 'Cause you got some nerve about you |
| Walk up like I know you |
| Both hands and your tattoos |
| Still |
| 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 troubeaux |
| (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| You gon' be troubeaux |
| (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| You gon' be troubeaux |
| Yo, got Henny in the cup, Jenny knows 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 up 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 handle |
| Like I heard little pussy was out in Louisiana |
| Got friends in the fed, some dead over drugs |
| Fucking with me it’s high-risk but she still in love |
| (We in love baby) |
| Benny Medina might wanna pay me to leave ya |
| I’m bad for your image, the ghetto menacing diva |
| 'Cause some say Nas is trouble |
| We all live, 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 troubeaux |
| (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| You gon' be troubeaux |
| (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| You gon' be troubeaux |