| I’m always looking for trouble
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| And I ain’t got no trouble finding it
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| My new girl, she act like the devil
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| Cause that’s all I’m ever her side of it, yeah
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| I’m always looking for trouble
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| And I ain’t go not trouble finding it
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| I’m 'bout to pour me a double
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| Guess it’s just one of them nights again, yeah
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| 'Cause I’m always, I’m always, I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| I’m always, I’m always, I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| And I ain’t got no trouble finding it
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| 'Cause I’m always looking for trouble
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| I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| Sometimes I fee like the trouble go looking for me
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| But where else you go when it’s quarter to three
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| And she all on your phone and she down on your knees
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| Please
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| Don’t act like you’d do any different
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| Don’t act like your bitch isn’t missing this
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| Don’t act like you getting these dividends
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| I be on top and you ain’t, that’s the difference
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| That call that perspective
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| Lost a few friends, but I do not regret it
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| Wrote a few hits that I play at my set list
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| Ask your girl 'bout it, her name on the guest list
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| Damn
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| I couldn’t resist it, girl, that ass look just like a bubble
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| Yeah
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| I swear it’s the same shit I always like get me in trouble
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| Yeah
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| I’m always looking for trouble
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| And I ain’t got no trouble finding it
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| My new girl, she act like the devil
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| Cause that’s all I’m ever her side of it, yeah
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| I’m always looking for trouble
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| And I ain’t go not trouble finding it
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| I’m 'bout to pour me a double
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| Guess it’s just one of them nights again
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| Yeah
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| 'Cause I’m always, I’m always, I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| I’m always, I’m always, I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| And I ain’t got no trouble finding it
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| 'Cause I’m always looking for trouble
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| I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| I’m always looking for something new
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| Might get a room at the W
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| All of my bitches, they fuck with me
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| All of my bitches ain’t fuck with you
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| Uber XL to the club just to buy a few bottles
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| And fuck me a model
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| Then fly out to Cabo
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| Just for the tacos
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| Like I won the lotto
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| This shit is a problem, man
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| And I ain’t even try’na fix it
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| I like 'em 5'6, slim thick, independent
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| Whip so fast, I got a quick wrist
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| She mix some vodka with the citrus
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| Good kush and cologne, come and sniff this
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| Girl Scout Cookies, no thin mints
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| Shawty always getting into trouble
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| Guess that means that we got the same interests
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| I’m always looking for trouble
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| And I ain’t got no trouble finding it
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| My new girl, she act like the devil
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| Cause that’s all I’m ever her side of it, yeah
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| I’m always looking for trouble
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| And I ain’t go not trouble finding it
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| I’m 'bout to pour me a double
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| Guess it’s just one of them nights again
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| Yeah
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| 'Cause I’m always, I’m always, I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| I’m always, I’m always, I’m always looking for trouble, yeah
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| And I ain’t got no trouble finding it
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| 'Cause I’m always looking for trouble
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| I’m always looking for trouble, yeah |