garry with two r's - trouble lyrics
[hook]
i’m h+lla sharp applying pressure i’mma get into ya
i take a bite out the apple that’s been forbidden for ya
i wouldn’t cross that line then it’s good riddance for ya
but baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it
[verse 1]
i’m a n+gga with a attitude but i ain’t rocking d+ckies
these f+ckers suck so much they giving hickeys
don’t ask me why i’m p+ssy p+ssy you could miss me
my guys got grimy and my squad got shifty
it all happened quickly
i had to make adjustments stay up on my toes
and no strings attached unless they on my clothes
look i was down for a minute life had me getting low
bro i’m a flow+er not a flower but i f+cking rose
and once i got up then i stayed up
ooh baby i mean way up
like when i shot up it felt like i was shooting h up
and the come down is major
so i’mma do whatever i gotta to stay on fire watch me blaze up
[hook]
i’m h+lla sharp applying pressure i’mma get into ya
i take a bite out the apple that’s been forbidden for ya
i wouldn’t cross that line then it’s good riddance for ya
but baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it
[verse 2]
they say the world don’t owe you sh+t but that sound dumb as f+ck
i want everything she better run it up
she’ll know i’m for real when i make this gun untuck
hands up don’t press ya luck
i get to clapping raining down on everything that’s thunderstruck
some of these f+ckers claim they got it but that’s not it
i’m bout to bare the fruits of my labor but theirs is rotted
i’m spot on with the sh+ts and they clueless to where the spot is
i’m awesome and all my hoes fly like mary poppins
ain’t no pleas i’m copping i’m lopping a f+cker’s head off
b+tch i don’t make excuses i make bombs to set off
my ladies do they job or they get let off
baby there ain’t never been a problem i can’t work out and sweat off
[hook]
i’m h+lla sharp applying pressure i’mma get into ya
i take a bite out the apple that’s been forbidden for ya
i wouldn’t cross that line then it’s good riddance for ya
but baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
baby if you want trouble then i’mma give it to ya
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