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Trouble - Shawn Colvin

"Baby let me set you down You look so troubled and I think I know Just when you think you've come around There you go Now I know the business of the heart And it'll get you anyway it can You need"

Trouble - Birdman & Lil Wayne

"Damn, you've just been hit in the head with a worldwide exclusive. Play with fire, you get burned When the heat was on I turned turned to trouble trouble yeah yeah c-3 New Orleans Baby the street called"

Trouble - Lil Wayne

"Damn, you've just been hit in the head with a worldwide exclusive. Play with fire, you get burned When the heat was on I turned turned to trouble trouble yeah yeah c-3 New Orleans Baby the street called"

Trouble - Robert Palmer

"(Lowell George) You yelled "hey" When your car wouldn't start Got real nervous, started to eat your heart out You're so fat, your shoes don't fit on your feet You got trouble And it's tailor made, mama"

Trouble - Bonnie McKee

"Ah yes I remember too well How hard I tried avoiding your spell It was a cold October night It was a far from sober night And I was taken at first sight And this was much to your delight I'd heard That"

Trouble - Dan McCafferty

"You yelled "Hey!" When your car wouldn't start You got real nervous And started to eat your heart out You're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feet You've got trouble And it's tailor made Mama, lay your"

Trouble - Virgos Merlot

"You can't help but do what you want to Just talk slower somehow that will make it all true And now you're putting on your shoes My what a foul reaction And then you lose composure with distractions One"

Trouble - Skindred

"Don't big up yourself and gworn like you're a big timer Tell this fool in my face I don't need enemies so I'm asking you to move back a little, Why you bigging up your chest and you're thinking that you're"

Respect My Gangsta - Drag On

"Yeah, what up? New York City, what up? This your boy, to the Dash S.P., Double R Hell and Back Styles straight out the penn (Styles P) You don't like my shit you could bite my dick I got a case, I'ma"

Respect My Gangsta - Drag-On

"(feat. Styles P) Yeah, what up? New York City, what up? This your boy, to the Dash S.P., Double R Hell and Back Styles straight out the penn You don't like my shit you could bite my dick I got a case,"

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