think of somethin', know what I'm sayin'? [Mark:] Well, I think you better think on the double Don't look now 'cause here comes trouble [Chorus: Buff Love] Trouble! Here comes trouble
HIP-HOP HEAVEN with MC Trouble and Cowboy rockin the mic and (??) playin the drums so the beats are tight Cuts courtesy of Subroc and Scott LaRock Peace to Trouble
in your neck Get a room, get a head, get a hat We'll come and do the ... where the trouble is at Come to the city on a Saturday night Watching the boys
: You have dug your own grave if you say you wanna battle Don't you know your in trouble up the creek with out a paddle Cuz I keep gettin betta I'm tougha
of man Why do the good girls always want the bad boys? So I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles Diligently doubtful through all kinds of trouble
: I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas The dope boys be the first to deliver Green, brown, or blow
your loved ones Cause this globe is about to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble
the hip hop boys, turn your radio down It's the rock and roll boys, turn your radio down It's the reggae boys, turn your radio down Neighbors mind your
The fat cat knows he's a company man But he should have bowed down his head When they hauled out all the dead But it's business, boys, start 'em up again
can't see that It doesn't matter, cause I'm still on top My pockets gon stay fat, nigga you can believe that [Hook] [Magic] Them boys from the South
Down to Panama and all the way around Sometimes there's trouble on the ocean, sometimes there's trouble on the shore And there's always someone hoping there won't be trouble
man Why do the good girls always want the bad boys? And so I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles Diligently doubtful through all kinds of troubles
ate some bake beans Buster me and me's clicks, always making those hits We never straight jam with no busters our no tricks Getting in trouble from
the one block You know the one spot peeps get the one shot Got one thought on the task at hand You can ask your man, I'm part of master plan Only b-boys
Alright... There's trouble, baby in Paradise Your chicken's trying to slide away from you You're past your days of harmony When you call it back - you
ain't talkin' ?bout Playboy 'Cause silicone parts are made for toys I want 'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Mix-A-Lot's in trouble
up UH UH I aint talkin bout playboy 'cause silicone parts were made for toys I wannem real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Mixalot's in trouble
Go to it. Go to it. [BOYS] And now life really begins. [GIRLS] Go to it. [BOYS] And now life really begins. [GIRLS] Go to it. [BOYS] And now life