Trouble

You a badd motherfucker and you know that shit

You a freak in the sheets because you love this dick

In ya birthday suit girl I love that fit

Robe and lingerie girl I love that pic

I don’t throw around tittles but you’re my chick and

If I ever found a baddie then we both gone hit

If we ever hit a bank fifty fifty the split shit

Bonnie and Clyde ain’t got shit on this I told you

First time I hit I ain’t gone miss

I ain’t gone lie I was surprised how you handled the length

It’s like you’re my bottom bitch and I ain’t even a pimp

Independent black queen not asking for shit