Lyrics Trouble - Kat Meoz

Trouble

I like to keep em on the run
Cuz it’s fun to see a brutha sweat
Let em wonder if I’ll come
If he’ll bum another cigarette
But if he pack a big gun
I’m a bullet in a king bed
I go to double number ones
Ya I’m the reason everybody says
Here comes trouble
I’m the danger at ya door
I’m a fire starter with a match
I like to flick em on the floor
With the smoke alarm unattached
A twisted instigator
I’m your full blown heart attack
Gonna leave you wanting more
And you know that you ain’t gonna ask
Here comes trouble
No I can’t stop, I won’t stop
Forget it
I can’t stop, I won’t stop
Forget It
Here Comes Trouble